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SOCIAL  RELIGIOUS  MEETINGS 

AND  FOR 

PRIVATE  DEVOTIONS. 
BY  J.  P.  K.  HENSHAW,  D.D. 


SEVENTH  EDITION. 

Containing  nearly  Two  Hundred  additional  Hymns, 

carefully  selected  from  the  best  Authors. 


BALTIMORE: 

PUBLISHED  BY   ARMSTRONG  &    BERRY, 
NO.  134  MARKET  STREET. 


Entered  according  to  the  Act  of  Congress,  in  the 
year  1832,  by  Armstrong  &  Plaskitt,  in  the  Clerk's 
Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  United  States,  of 
Maryland. 


PREFACE 

TO  THE   FIFTH   EDITION. 


The  "Selection  of  Hymns  for  the  use  of  Social  Reli- 
gions Meetings,  and  for  private  Devotions,"  was  ori- 
ginally made  by  the  subscriber  to  gratify  the  wishes 
and  n:d  tbe  religions  e.xercisesof  some  pious  females,  un- 
der'his  pastoral  charge,  in  Brooklyn,  New-York,  who 
were  in  thy  habit  of  meeting  together  once  a  week  for 
the  purpose  of  prayer  and  praise.  It  was.  however, 
gradually  introduced  into  other  praying  circles,  con- 
nected with  episcopal  congregations,  in  various 
places  ;  and  four  editions,  anonymously  published, 
each  one  larger,  and  somewhat  different  from  the  pre- 
ceding, have  been  disposed  of. 

The  extension  of  the  spirit  of  piety  in  our  country, 
within  a  few  years  past,  has  been  followed  by  a  cor- 
responding increase  of  meetings  for  social  prayer,  and 
other  religious  exercises,  in  the  communion  of  the  Pro- 
testant Episcopal  Church.  In  these  meetings,  the  want 
which  has  been  widely  felt,  of  more  and  other  hymns 
than  are  found  in  the  excellent  selection  which  the 
church  has  set  forth,  and  allowed  to  be  used  in  the 
public  worship  of  the  sanctuary,  has  been  supplied  by 
the  introduction  of  different  selections,  according  to  the 
varying  tastes  of  the  clergy,  and  others  who  have  been 
concerned  in  the  regulation  of  the  matter. 

In  compliance  with  the  earnest  solicitations  of  some 
of  his  respected  brethren  in  the  ministry,  who  lament 
this  deviation  from  the  uniformity  that  characterises 
the  worship  of  Episcopalians,  the  subscriber  has  re- 

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4  PREFACE. 

vised,  altered,  and  greatly  enlarged  his  selectinn,  in 
the  hope  of  its  being  thereby  rendered  generally  ac- 
ceptable and  useful,  not  only  to  the  members  of  his 
own  church,  but  also,  to  the  lovers  of  sacred  poetry  of 
every  name. 

In  this  edition,  the  hymns  are  classified  and  ar- 
ranged according  to  the  subjects  of  which  they  treat, 
for  more  convenient  reference  and  use — several  of  the 
hymns  contained  in  former  editions,  are  omitted — 
many  others  have  been  abbreviated— and  nearly  two 
hundred,  carefully  selected  from  the  best  and  most 
popular  collections,  have  been  added.  Among  the  ad- 
ditions will  be  found  several  valuable  hymns,  espe- 
cially adapted  to  Missionary  Prayer  Meetings,  and  Re- 
vivals of  Religion. 

The  compiler  has  not  the  vanity  to  suppose  that  the 
selection,  as  it  now  is.  will  be  considered  faultless; 
but  flatters  himself  th;it  it  will  be  found  to  be  much 
better  adapted  to  the  end  for  which  it  is  designed, 
than  it  has  heretofore  b"en.  He  now  presents  it  to  his 
Christian  brethren,  in  the  hope  that  it  may  furnish 
them  with  some  humble  aid  in  their  attempts  to  com- 
ply with  the  Apostolic  precept,  "  Speak  to  yourselves  in 
Psalms  and  Hymns,  and  spiritual  songs,  making  melo- 
dy in  your  heart  to  the  Lord" — and  with  a  prayer  that 
all  who  use  it,  may  "  Sing  with  the  Spirit  and  with  the 
understanding  also." 

J.  P.  K.  HENSHAW. 

Baltimore,  1832. 


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ARRANGEMENT  OF  THE  HYMNS. 


1    For  the  Commencement  of  Social  Worship. — 1st, 
to  27th  Hymns. 

2.  Before     Sermon    or     Lecture. — 28th     to     43d 

Hymns. 

3.  Redemption  and  Grace. — 44th  to  75th  Hymns. 

4.  Influences   of   the   Holy   Spirit.— 76lh   to   89th 

Hymns. 

5.  Awakening. — 90th  to  106th  Hymns. 

6.  Inviting. — 107th  to  126th  Hymns. 

7.  Penitential. — 127th  to  159ih  Hymns. 

8.  Praise  and  Rejoicing. — 160th  to  186th  Hymns. 

9.  Christian  Life  and  Experience. — 187th  to  246th 

Hymns. 

10.  Death,  Judgment,  and  Eternity. — 247th  to  271st 

Hymns. 

11.  Daily  Devotion.— Tt2d  to  2S2<1  Hymns. 

12.  The  Church.— 233d  to28$h  Hymns. 

13.  Festivals  and  Fttsls.— 289th  to  317th  Hymns. 

14.  Mission*. — 318'h  to  348th  Hymns. 

15.  Fur  Times  of  Revival.-^i9\h  to  380th  Hymns, 

16.  Miscella?ieous — 380th  to  425th  Hymns. 

17.  For   the   Close   of  Social    Meetings. — 426. h   to 

430th  Hymns. 

18.  Doxologies. 

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METRICAL  INDEX. 

ACCORDING   TO    THE    CLASSIFICATION    OF   THE    PROTES- 
TANT   EPISCOPAL 


] 

HYMN  BOOK. 

Class  I. 

Class  III. 

c. 

M 

1 

III.   1 

150 

L. 

M. 

49 

III.  2 

163 

S. 

M. 

88 

III.  3 
III.  4 

168 
178 

Class  II 

III.  5 

180 

II. 

1 

134 

Class 

IV. 

II. 

2 

126 

11. 

3 

117 

IV.    1 

205 

11. 

4 

141 

IV.  2 

199 

II. 

5 

217 

IV.  3 

214 

II. 

6 

195 

IV.  4 

211 

II. 

7 

223 

IV.  5 

229 

11. 

8 

225 

Note. —  The  number  in  the.  last  column 
refers  to  ihejirst  tune  of  that  Class,  in  the 
Baltimore  Collect  ion  of  Church  Music. 


A 
SELECTION  OF  HYMNS. 


FOR    THE  COMMENCEMENT  OF 
SOCIAL   WORSHIP. 

Hymn  1.     C.  M. 

On  opening  a  place  of  worship. 
"T^EAR  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear; 

Thy  presence  now  display  ; 
As  thou  hast  giv'n  a  place  for  pray'r, 
So  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

2  Show  us  some  tokens  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hope  to  raise  ; 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

3  Within  these  walls  let  holy  praise, 

And  love  and  concord  dwell ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind  bestow  ; 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  out  graces  grow! 

5  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  pray'rs  ; 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord, 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

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8  COMMENCEMENT 

6  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 
Enforced  by  mighty  grace, 
Awaken  many  sinners  round, 
To  come  and  fill  the  place. 

Hymn  2.     L.  M. 

The  presence  of  Christ  with  his  people. 
TESUS,  where'er  thy  people  meet,- 

There  they  behold  thy  mercy  seat ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind  ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee,  where  they  come, 
And  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few  ! 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew  ; 
Here,  to  our  waiting  hearts,  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  we  prove  the  povv'r  of  pray'r, 
To  strengthen  faith  and  sweeten  care ; 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  bring  all  heav'n  before  our  eyes. 

5  Lord,  we  are  few,  but  thou  art  near  ; 
Nor  short  thine  arm  nor  deaf  thine  ear  ; 
Oh  rend  the  heav'ns,  come  quickly  down, 
And  make  a  thousand  hearts  thine  own  ! 

Hymn  3.     III.  2. 

I  will  instruct  thee  and  teach  thee. 
T  ORD,  behold  thy  people  here. 

Come  to  learn  what  thou  wilt  say  ; 
0  in  mercy  now  draw  near  ! 
Meet  thy  people  when  they  pray  : 


OF  WORSHIP. 

Thou  art  God,  and  thou  alone, 
Lord,  we  worship  at  thy  throne. 

2  Jesus,  'tis  on  thee  we  call, 

Israel's  Saviour,  Israel's  King  ; 
Low  before  thy  feet  we  fall, 

Thee,  whom  angels  love  to  sing. 
Saviour,  lead  us  in  the  way, 
Only  Thee  would  we  obey. 

3  Teach  us  what  we  do  not  know, 

Lord  .instruct  us  in  thy  will  ; 
What  we  learn,  O  may  we  do  ! 

To  thy  voice  obedient  still  ! 
Close  to  thee  may  we  abide, 
Thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  Guide. 

Hymn  4,     C.  M. 

Social  Meetings.— -Mai.  iii.  16—18. 
T*7  HEN  sinners  utter  boasting  words, 

And  glory  in  their  shame ; 
The  Lord,  well  pleas'd,  an  ear  affords 
To  those  who  fear  his  name. 

2  They  often  meet  to  seek  his  face, 

And  tell  what  he  hath  done  ; 
They  sing  of  free  and  sov'reign  grace, 
Through  his  beloved  Son. 

3  "  They  shall  be  mine,"  Jehovah  says, 

When  I  each  radiant  gem 
Collect — and  with  their  mingled  blaze 
Compose  my  diadem. 

4  "  With  transports  then  my  tender  care, 

And  favour  they  shall  prove  : 
I'll  spare  them  as  a  father  spares 
The  children  of  his  love. 


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5  "  Assembled  worlds  will  then  discern 
That  saints  alone  are  blest ; 
When  wrath  shall  like  an  oven  burn, 
And  vengeance  strike  the  rest." 

Hymn  5.      II.  1. 

Social  Meetings.— Matl.  xvii.  12. 
uYtTHERE  two  or  three  together  meet, 
My  love  and  mercy  to  repeat, 
And  tell  what  I  have  done, 
There  will  I  be,"  saith  God,  "  to  bless, 
And  ev'ry  burden'd  soul  redress, 
Who  worships  at  my  throne." 
2  Make  one  in  this  assembly,  Lord, 

Speak  to  each  heart  some  cheering  word, 

To  set  the  spirit  free ; 
Impart  a  kind  celestial  show'r, 
And  grant  that  we  may  spend  an  hour 
In  fellowship  with  thee. 

Hymn  6.    C.  M. 

Prayer  for  the  Spirit's  Influence. 

IN  thy  great  name,  0  Lord,  we  come, 

To  worship  at  thy  feet ; 
O,  pour  thy  Holy  Spirit  down 

On  all  that  now  shall  meet. 

2  We  come  to  hear  Jehovah  speak, 

To  hear  the  Saviour's  voice  ; 
Thy  face  and  favour,  Lord,  we  seek, 
Now  make  our  hearts  rejoice. 

3  Teach  us  to  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear, 

And  understand  thy  word ; 
To  feel  thy  blissful  presence  near, 
And  trust  our  living  Lord. 


OF  WORSHIP.  11 

4  Here  let  thv  pow'r  and  grace  be  felt — 

Thy  love  and  mercy  known  ; 

Our  icy  hearts,  dear  Jesus,  melt, 

And  break  this  flinty  stone. 

5  Let  sinners,  Lord,  thy  goodness  prove, 

And  saints  rejoice  in  thee; 
Let  rebels  be  subdued  by  love, 
And  to  the  Saviour  flee. 

Hymn  7.     C.  M. 

Short  dcvotioits  the  revival  of  religion. 

I"  ORD,  in  thy  presence  we  appear, 

And  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
Before  our  lips  begin  to  move, 
Our  wants  to  thee  are  known. 

2  Thou  know'st  the  language  of  the  heart, 

The  meaning  of  a  sigh: 
Dear  Father,  hear  our  humble  pray'r, 
And  bring  thy  blessings  nigh. 

3  Few  be  our  words,  and  short  our  pray'rs, 

While  we  together  meet ; 
Short  duties  keep  religion  up, 
And  make  devotion  sweet. 
Hymn  8.     L.  M. 

Social  Worship. 

A  CCEPT,  O  Lord,  our  songs  of  praise, 
Thou  source  of  love,  thou  sinner's  friend  • 
We  bless  thee  for  these  means  of  grace, 
O  may  thy  grace  these  means  attend. 
2  Thou  wilt  not,  gracious  God,  despise 

The  humble  dwelling  where  we  meet ; 
Accept  our  grateful  sacrifice, 

And  make  our  meditation  sweet. 


12  COMMENCEMENT 

3  Spirit  divine,  without  thine  aid, 

A  Gabriel  here  might  preach  in  vain ; 
Now  be  thine  energies  display'd  ; 
May  every  soul  instruction  gain. 

4  Dear  Saviour,  we  would  make  thee  room 

For  thee  our  ardent  spirits  pant ; 
Come,  O  Lord  Jesus,  quickly  come, 
For  thou  alone  art  all  we  want. 
Hymn  9.     III.  3. 

Exhortation  to  Worship. 

QAINTS,  with  pious  zeal  attending, 

Now  a  grateful  tribute  raise  ; 
Solemn  songs  to  heav'n  ascending, 
Join  the  universal  praise. 

2  Round  Jehovah's  footstool  knpeling, 

Lowly  bend  with  contrite  souls  ; 
Here  his  milder  grace  revealing, 
Here  his  wrath  no  thunder  rolls. 

3  Every  secret  fault  confessing, 

Deed  unrighteous,  thought  of  sin; 
Seize,  O  seize  the  proffer'd  blessing, 
Grace  from  God  and  peace  within. 

4  Heart  and  voice  with  rapture  swelling, 

Still  the  song  of  glory  raise  ; 
On  the  theme  immortal  dwelling, 
Join  the  universal  praise. 

Hymn  10.     S.  M. 

Encouragement  in  Prayer. 

TJEHOLD  the  throne  of  grace  ! 

']  he  promise  calls  me  near ; 
There  Jesus  shows  a  gracious  face, 
And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 


OF  WORSHIP.  13 

2  That  rich  atoning  blood, 

Which  sprinkled  round  I  see, 
Provides  for  those  who  come  to  God, 
An  ail-prevailing  plea. 

3  My  soul,  ask  what  thou  wilt, 

Thou  canst  not  be  too  bold ; 
Since  his  own  blood  for  thee  he  spilt, 
What  else  can  he  withhold  ! 

Hymn  11.  III.  1. 

Seek  ye-my  face. 
r  ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 

At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 
O  !  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ; 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain ! 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend  ; 
In  compassion  now  descend  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay  ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 
Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

Hymn  12.     L.  M. 

Exhortation  to  prayer. 
VyHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet, 

In  coming  to  a  mercy  seat ! 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  pray'r, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there. 


14  COMMENCEMENT 

2  Pray'r  makes  the  darken'd  cloud  withdraw, 
Pray'r  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw  ; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 

Brings  ev'ry  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  pray'r  we  cease  to  fight — 
Pray'r  makes  tbe  christian's  armour  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  1    Ah,  think  again  : 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear, 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heav'n  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 

"  Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  done  for  me." 

Hymn  13.     II.  4. 

Hannah:  or  the  Throne  of  Grace.  1  Sam.  1.  18. 

TIT  HEN  Hannah,  press'd  with  grief, 
Pour'd  forth  her  soul  in  pray'r, 
She  quickly  found  relief, 
And  left  her  burden  there  : 
Like  her,  in  every  trying  case, 
Let  us  approach  the  throne  of  grace. 

2       When  she  b^gan  to  pray, 

Her  heart  was  pain'd  and  sad, 
But  e'er  she  went  away, 
Was  comforted  and  glad. 
In  trouble,  what  a  resting  place 
Have  they,  who  know  the  throne  of  gTace. 


OF  WORSHIP.  15 

3  Though  men  and  devils  rage, 

And  threaten  to  devour, 
The  saints,  from  age  to  age, 

Are  safe  from  all  their  pow'r ; 
Fresh  strength  they  gain  to  run  their  race, 
By  waiting  at  the  throne  of  grace. 

4  Numbers  before  have  tried, 

And  found  the  promise  true, 
Nor  yet  one  been  denied  : 

Then  why  should  I  or  you  1 
Let  us  by  faith  their  footsteps  trace, 
And  hasten  to  the  throne  of  grace. 

Hymn  14.     L.  M. 

A  welcome  to  Christian  friends. 

TTINDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 

A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys  which  only  he  can  give! 

2  To  you  and  us  by  grace  'tis  giv'n, 

To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name  ; 
And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heav'n, 
Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end  the  same. 

3  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love ! 

4  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  see  each  other  thus ; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him, 

Who  liv'd  and  died,  and  reigns  for  us. 


16  COMMENCEMENT 

5  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 

And  suft'er'd  for  us  here  below ; 
The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he  's  doing  for  us  now. 

6  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore ; 
And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

Hymn  15.     L.  M. 

Pray  without  ceasing-. — 1  Thess.  v.  17. 
"ORAY'R  was  appointed  to  convey 

The  blessings  God  designs  to  give  : 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray, 
For  only  while  they  pray  they  live. 

2  If  pain  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress, 
If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay, 
If  guilt  deject,  if  sin  distress, 
The  remedy  's  before  thee — pray. 

3  'Tis  pray'r  supports  the  soul  that 's  weak  ; 
Though  thought  be  broken — language  lame  , 
Pray,  if  thou  canst  or  canst  not  speak, 

But  pray  with  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

Hymn  16.     L.  M. 

On  opening  a  place  of  worship. 
/^.REAT  God,  we  to  thy  honour  raise 

These  walls,  to  echo  forth  tlvy  praise; 
Do  thou,  descending,  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 
2  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train, 
While  power  divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes  and  cheer  his  friends. 


OF  WORSHIP.  17 

3   And,  in  the  groat  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear, 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 

Hymn  17.     L.  M. 

Presence  of  Christ  with  his  worshippers. 

INHERE  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord, 

Obedient  to  their  sov'reign  Lord, 
Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise ; 

2  "  There,"  says  the  Saviour,"  will  I  be, 
"  Amid  this  little  company  ;  , 

To  them  unveil  rny  smiling  face, 
And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place." 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word  : 

0  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love. 

Hymn  18.     C.  M. 

If  ye  ask  any  thing  in  my  name,  I  will  do  it 
T^ATHER,  behold,  with  gracious  eyes, 

The  souls  before  thy  throne, 
Who  now  present  their  sacrifice, 

And  seek  thee  in  thy  Son. 

2  Well  pleas'd  in  him  thyself  declare, 

Thy  pard'ning  love  reveal ; 
The  peaceful  answer  of  our  prayer, 
To  every  conscience  seal. 

3  Thy  loving,  powerful  Spirit  shed, 

And  speak  our  sins  forgiven, 
Or  haste  throughout  the  lump  to  spread 
The  sanctifying  leaven. 
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18  COMMENCEMEXT 

4  Refresh  us  with  a  ceaseless  shower 

Of  graces  from  above, 
Till  all  receive  tht  perfect  power 

Of  everlasting  lov..\ 

Hymn    19.      L.  M. 

For  a  Blessing  on  Ordinances. 
JJELOVED  Saviour,  faithful  Friend, 

The  joy  of  all  thy  cross's  train  ; 
In  mercy  to  our  aid  descend. 

Or  else  we  worship  thee  in  vain. 

2  In  vain  we  meet  to  sing  and  pray, 

If  Christ  his  influence  withhold  ; 
Our  hearts  remain  as  cold  as  clay 
Till  we  our  God  by  faith  behold. 

3  Then  let  us  feel  thy  healing  beams, 

And  view  thy  recori'iled  face  ; 
Yea,  prove  thy  presence  in  these  means 
To  bless  a  vile  and  helpless  race. 

4  Here  manifest  thyself  in  peace — 

Thy  faithful  mercies  now  make  known: 
Oh !  breathe  on  us  a  gale  of  grace, 
And  send  the  cheering  blessing  down  ! 
6  We  gladly  for  thy  coming  wait, 

Seeking  to  know  thee  as  thou  art; 
We  bow  as  sinners  at  thy  feet, 

And  bid  thee  welcome  to  our  heart. 
Hymn   20.      L,  M. 

Preparation  for  Religious  Worship. 
T^ARfrom  my  thoughts  vain  world  begone, 

Let  my  religious  hours  alone  ; 
From  flesh  and  sense,  I  would  be  free, 
And  hold  communion,  Lord,  with  thee. 


OF  WORSHIP.  19 

2  My  heart  gVows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire, 

To  see  thy  grace,  to  taste  thy  love, 
And  feel  thine  influence  from  above. 

3  When  I  can  say  that  God  is  mine, 
When  I  can  see  thy  glories  shine, 
I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
And  all  that  men  call  rich  and  great. 

4  Send  comfort  down  from  thy  right  han 
To  cheer  me  in  this  barren  land  : 
And  in  thy  temple  let  me  know 

The  joys  that  from  thy  presence  flow. 

Hymn  21.     CM. 

The  preparation  of  the  Heart. 

I*  ORD,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 

With  reverence  and  with  fear  : 
Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 
We  may,  we  must  draw  near. 

2  We  perish  if  we  cease  from  prayer  ; 

0  grant  us  power  to  pray  ; 
And  when  to  meet  Thee  we  prepare, 
Lord,  meet  us  by  the  way. 

3  Burden'd  with  guilt,  convinced  of  sin, 

In  weakness,  want,  and  wo, 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 
Lord,  whither  shall  we  go  1 

4  God  of  all  grace,  we  come  to  Thee, 

With  broken,  contrite  hearts  ; 
Give  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see,— 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts  : — 


20  COMMENCEMENT 

6  Give  deep  humility  ; — the  sense 
Of  godly  sorrow  give  ; 
A  strong,  desiring  confidence, 
To  hear  thy  voice,  and  live  ; — 

6  Faith  in  the  only  sacrifice 

That  can  for  sin  atone  ; 
To  cast  our  hopes,  to  fix  our  eyes, 
On  Christ,  on  Christ  alone  ; — 

7  Patience,  to  watch,  and  wait,  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay  ; 
Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 
And  trust  Thee  though  Thou  slay. 

8  Give  these, — and  then  thy  will  be  done  ; 

Thus  strong then'd  with  all  might, 
We,  by  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright, 

Hymn  22.     S.  M. 

Jizcess  to  God  through  Christ  by  the  Spirit. 

CjOB  of  almighty  love, 

By  whose  sufficient  grace, 
I  lift  my  heart  to  things  above, 

And  humbly  seek  thy  face  : 
Through  Jesus  Christ  the  just, 

My  faint  desires  receive, 
And  let  me  in  thy  goodness  trust, 

And  to  thy  glory  live. 

2  Whate'er  I  say  or  do, 
Thy  glory  be  my  aim  : 
My  offerings  all  be  offer'd  through 
The  ever-blessed  name. 


OF  WORSHIP.  21 

Jesus,  my  single  eye, 

Be  fix'd  on  thee  alone  : 
Thy  name  be  prais'd  0:1  earth,  on  high 

Thy  will  by  all  be  done  ! 
3  Spirit  of  faith,  inspire 

My  consecrated  heart  ; 
Fill  me  with  pure  celestial  fire, 

With  all  thou  hast  and  art. 
My  feeble  mind  transform, 

And  perfectly  renew'd, 
Into  a  saint  exalt  a  worm ; 

A  worm  exalt  to  God  ! 

Hymn  23.     L.  M. 

Communion  of  Saints. 
JESUS,  thy  lovely  self  reveal ; 

Are  we  not  met  in  thy  great  name  ? 
Thee  in  the  midst  we  wait  to  feel, 

We  wait  to  catch  the  spreading  flame. 

2  Truly  our  fellowship  below, 

With  thee,  and  with  thy  Father  is; 
In  thee  eternal  life  we  know, 
And  heaven's  unutterable  bliss. 

3  In  part  we  only  know  thee  here, 

But  wait  thy  coining  from  above  ; 
Then  shall  thy  saints  behold  thee  near, 
And  every  soul  be  lost  in  love. 

Hymn  24.     S.  M. 

Lo,  I  am,  with  you  alway. 
JESUS,  we  look  to  thee, 

Thy  promis'd  presence  claim  ; 
Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  shalt  be, 
Assembled  in  thv  name  : 


22  COMMENCEMENT 

Thy  name  salvation  is, 

Which  here  we  come  to  prove ; 

Thy  name  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace, 
And  everlasting  love. 

2  Not  in  the  name  of  pride, 

Or  selfishness  we  meet: 
From  nature's  paths  we  turn  aside, 

And  worldly  thoughts  forget; 
We  meet  the  grace  to  take, 

Which  thou  hast  freely  given  ; 
We  meet  on  earth  For  thy  dear  sake, 

That  we  may  meet  in  heaven. 

3  Present  we  know  thou  art ; 

But,  0,  thyself  reveal  ! 
Now,  Lord,  let  every  bounding  heart 

The  mighty  comfort  feel ! 
O  may  thy  quick'ning  voice 

The  death  of  sin  remove  ; 
And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice, 

In  hope  of  perfect  love  ! 

Hymn  25.     L.  M. 

God  exalted  above  all  praise. 

INTERNAL  power!  whose  high  abode 

Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God  ; 
In  vain  the  tallest  angel  tries 
To  reach  the  height  with  wond'ring  eyes. 

2  Earth,  from  afar,  has  heard  thy  fame, 
And  worms  have  learn'd  to  lisp  thy  name 
But  oh,  the  glories  of  thy  mind 
Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 


OF  WORSHIP.  23 

3  God  is  in  heaven,  but  man  below  : 
Be  short  our  tunes,  our  words  be  few: 
A  sacred  rev'rence  checks  our  songs, 
And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 

Hymn  26.     S.  M. 

T/ie  Pleasures  of  Social  Worship. 

XI  OW  charming  is  the  place, 
Where  my  Redeemer  God 
Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
And  sheds  his  love  abroad. 

2  Not  the  fair  palaces 

To  which  the  great  resort, 
Are  once  to  be  compared  to  this, 
Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 

3  Here  on  the  mercy-seat, 

With  radiant  glory  crown'd, 
Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit, 
And  smile  on  ail  around. 

4  To  him  their  pray'rs  and  cries 

Each  humble  soul  presents: 
He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs, 
And  grants  them  all  their  wants. 

5  To  them  his  sov'reigm  will 

He  graciously  imparts  : 
And  in  return  accepts  with  smiles, 
The  tribute  of  their  hearts. 

6  Give  me,  O  Lord  a  place 

Within  thy  blest  abode, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  servants  of  my  God. 


24  COMMENCEMENT  OF  WOURIIIP. 

Hymn  27.    II.  4. 

For  God's  Blessing  in  the  Sanctuary. 
TN  loud  exalted  strains, 

The  king  of  glory  praise  ; 
O'er  heav'n  and  earth  he  reigns, 

Through  everlasting  days. 
But  Zion,  with  his  presence  blest, 
Is  his  delight,  his  chosen  rest. 

2  0  King  of  glory  !  come, 

And  with  thy  favour  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  home, 

This  people  as  thy  own. 
Beneath  this  roof  vouchsafe  to  show, 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below 

3  Now  let  thine  ear  attend 

Our  supplicating  cries  ; 
Now  let  our  praise  ascend, 

Accepted  to  the  skies, 
Now  let  thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound, 
Spread  its  celestial  influence  round. 

4  Here  may  the  list'ning  throng, 

Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love  ; 
Here  Christians  join  the  song, 

Of  Seraphim  above. 
Till  all  who  humbly  seek  thy  face, 
Rejoice  in  thine  abounding  grace. 


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BEFORE  SERMOjY  OR  LECTURE. 


Hymn  23.     L.  M. 

Before  Sermon. 
HPHY  presence  gracious  God  afford  ; 

Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word ; 
Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  mix'd  with  what  we  hear. 

2  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remove, 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above  • 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 
And  satisfied  with  living  bread. 

3  To  us  thy  sacred  word  apply, 
With  sov'reign  pow'r  and  energy; 
And  may  we  in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 

4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal ; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will ; 
Thy  saving  pow'r  and  love  display, 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 

Hymn  29.     L.  M. 

The  knowledge  of  Qod  in  the  Qospel. 
HOD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 

Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  ; 
'Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 
2  Here  sinners  of  an  humble  frame 

May  taste  his  grace  and  learn  his  name  ; 
'Tis  writ  in  characters  of  blond, 
Severely  just,  immensely  good. 


26  HYMNS  BEFORE 

3  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls, 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

4  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage  ! 

Hymn  30.     C.  M. 

A  Blessed  Gospel. 
"OLEST  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 

The  Gospel's  joyful  sound; 

Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 

And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 

Through  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope ; 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  gives  ; 
Israel,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives ! 

Hymn  31.     C.  M. 

The  excrHf.icy  and  sufficiency  of  the  Scriptures. 
X^ATHER  of  mercies  !  in  thy  word 

Wh.it  endless  glory  shines  ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd 
For  these  celestial  lines. 
2  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heav'nly  peace  around; 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 


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SERMO.v  OR    LECTURE.  27 

O  may  these  heav'nly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight : 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 

And  still  increasing  light. 
Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  for  ever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 

And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

Hymn  32.     C.  M. 

Before  Sermon. 

LMIGHTY  God  !  Eternal  Lord  ! 
"hy  gracious  power  make  known  : 
Touch,  by  the  virtue  of  thy  Word, 
And  melt  the  heart  of  stone. 

2  Speak  with  the  voice  that  wakes  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  sleeper  rise  ; 
And  let  his  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

3  Let  us  receive  the  Word  we  hear, 

Each  in  an  honest  heart; 
Lay  up  the  precious  treasure  there, 
And  never  with  it  part. 

4  Now  let  our  darkness  comprehend 

The  1'ght  that  shines  so  clear ; 
Now  the  revealing  Spirit  send, 
And  give  us  ears  to  hear. 

Hymn  33.     II.  4. 

Salutary  Effects  of  the  Gospei. 
TV?  ARK  the  soft-falling  snow, 

And  the  diffusive  rain  ! 
To  heaven  from  whence  it  fell, 
It  turns  not  back  again : 


28  HYMNS  BEFORE 

But  waters  earth  through  every  pore 
And  calls  forth  all  its  secret  store. 

2  Arrayed  in  beauteous  green 

The  hills  and  valleys  shine, 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 

By  Providence  Divine  : 
The  harvest  bows  its  golden  ears, 
The  copious  seed  of  future  years. 

3  "  So,"  saith  the  God  of  Grace, 

"  My  gospel  shall  descend, 
Almighty  to  etlect 

The  purpose  I  intend  ; 
Millions  of  souls  shall  feel  its  power, 
And  bear  it  down  to  millions  more. 

4  "  Joy  shall  begin  your  march, 

And  peace  protect  your  ways  ; 
While  all  the  mountains  round 

Echo  melodious  praise  ; 
The  vocal  groves  shall  sing  to   God, 
And  every  tree  consenting,  nod." 
Hymn  34.     C.  M. 

The  Bible  a  lamp  to  the  feet. 

TJ  OW  precious  is  the  book,  divine, 

By  inspiration  given  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 


SERMON  OR  LECTURE.  29 

Hymn  35.     III.  5. 

For  our  Gospel  carae  not  unto  you  in  word  only,  but  also 
in  power. — 1  Thes.  i.  5. 
TVfAY  the  power  that  brings  salvation, 

Still  exerted  in  the  word, 
By  its  quick'ning  operation, 
Life  impart,  and  joy  afford  ! 

Life  to  sinners, 
Joy  to  those  who  know  the  Lord. 
2  Hark,  the  voice  of  love,  proclaiming 
Mercy  through  a  Saviour's  blood  ! 
Vain  the  schemes  of  human  framing, 
This  alone  is  owned  of  God  ; 

Tis  the  Gospel 
Points  to  heaven,  and  shows  the  road. 
Hymn  36.     C.  M. 

Sanctification  and  growth. 

TV"OW  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 

Who  from  th'  imprisoning  grave 
Restor'd  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Omnipotent  to  save, 

2  Through  the  rich  merits  of  that  blood, 

Which  he  on  Calvary  spilt, 
To  make  th'  eternal  cov'nant  sure 
On  which  our  hopes  are  built, 

3  Perfect  our  souls  in  every  grace 

T'   accomplish  all  his  will, 
And  all  that 's  pleasing  in  his  sight 
Inspire  us  to  fulfil ! 

4  For  the  great  Mediator's  sake, 

We  every  blessing  pray  : 
With  glory  let  his  name  be  crown'd 
Through  heaven's  eternal  day  ! 


30  HYMN'S  BEFORE 

Hymn  37.    C.  M. 

The  light  and  glory  of  the  Word. 
T^HE  spir  t  breathes  upon  the  word, 

And  brings  the  truth  to  sight : 
Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic,  like  the  sun  ; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age, 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

3  The  hand  that  gave  it,  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light,  and  heat ; 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise, 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

4  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heav'nly  day. 

5  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  him  I  love ; 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 

Hymn  38.     I,  M. 

The  Gospel  is  the  Power  of  Ood  to  Salvation. — Rom.  i.  16. 
"IlfHAT  shall  the  dying  sinner  do, 

That  seeks  relief  for  all  his  wo  ? 
Where  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 
Ease  for  the  torment  of  the  mind  1 

2  How  shall  we  get  our  crimes  forgiv'n, 
Or  form  our  spirits  fit  for  heav'n  ? 
Can  souls,  all  o'er  defil'd  with  sin, 
Make  their  own  powers  and  passions  clean ! 


SERMON  OR  LECTURE.  31 

3  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try, 
Till  Jesus  brings  his  gospel  nigh  , 
'Tis  there,  that  power  and  glory  dwell 
That  save  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 

4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope 
That  bears  our  fainting  spirits  up  ; 
We  read  the  grace,  we  trust  the  word, 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord. 

5  Let  men  or  angels  dig  the  mines 
Where  nature's  golden  treasure  shines; 
Brought  near  the  doctrine  of  the  cross, 
All  nature's  gold  appears  but  dross. 

6  Should  vile  blasphemers,  with  disdain, 
Pronounce  the  truths  of  Jesus  vain. 
We'll  meet  the  scandal  and  the  shame, 
And  sing  and  triumph  in  his  name 

Hvmn  39.     II.  4. 

Yet  there  is  room. — Luke  xiv.  22 
VE  dying  sons  of  men, 

Immerg'd  in  sin  and  wo, 
The  Gospel's  voice  attend, 

While  Jesus  sends  to  you  : 
Ye  perishing  and  guilty  come, 
In  Jesus'  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

2  No  longer  now  delay, 

Nor  vain  excuses  frame  : 
He  bids  you  come  to-day, 

Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame  : 
All  things  are  ready,  sinner,  come, 
For  every  trembling  soul  there's  room. 

3  Believe  the  heav'nly  word 

His  messengers  proclaim ; 
He  is  a  gracious  Lord, 
And  faithful  is  his  name  : 


32  HYMNS  BEFORE 

Backsliding  souls,  return  and  come, 
Cast  off  despair,  there  yet  is  room. 
4  Compelfd  by  bleeding  love, 

Ye  wand'ring  sheep  draw  near, 
Christ  calls  you  from  above, 

His  charming  accents  hear  ! 
Let  whosoever  will,  now  come ; 
In  mercy's  breast  there  still  is  room. 

Hymn  40.     L.  M. 

Prayer  for  Ministers. 
T^ATKER  of  mercies  bow  thine  ear, 

Attentive  to  our  earnest  pray'r : 
We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  thee, 
Successful  pleaders  may  they  be. 

2  Teach  them  to  sow  the  precious  seed ; 
Teach  them  thy  chosen  flock  to  feed ; 
Teach  them  immortal  souls  to  gain — 
Souls  that  will  well  reward  their  pain. 

3  Let  thronging  multitudes  around, 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound, 
In  humble  strains  thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  thy  new-creating  pow'r. 

4  Let  sinners  break  their  massy  chains, 
Distressed  souls  forget  their  pains  ; 

Let  light  through  distant  realms  be  spread, 
And  Zion  rear  her  drooping  head. 

Hymn  41.     C.  M. 

Praise  to  the  Trinity  for  a  precious  Gospel. 
TJLEST  be  the  name  of  Zion's  King, 

For  gladsome  tidings  brought ; 
With  thankful  hearts  we  join  to  sing 

The  love  the  Father  wrought. 


SERMON  OR    LECTURE.  33 

2  Blest  be  the  Son,  whose  matchless  love 

Redeemed  us  by  his  blood  ; 
Who  left  the  Fathers  seat  above, 
To  bring  us  near  to  God. 

3  Blest  be  the  Spirit's  holy  grace, 

Who  gives  the  life  divine, 
Who  clothes  the  word  with  sweet  success, 
And  seals  the  sinner  thine. 

4  Blest  be  the  undivided  Three, 

The  great  mysterious  One  ; 
The  message  was  alone  from  thee, 
We  bless  thy  name  alone. 

Hymn  42.     C.  M. 

Unfruiff 'illness  lamented. 

T  ONG  have  we  sat  beneath  the  sound 

Of  thy  salvation,  Lord  : 
But  still  how  weak  our  faith  is  found, 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word  ! 

2  Oft  we  frequent  thine  holy  place, 

Yet  hear  almost  in  vain  : 
How  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 
Do  our  false  hearts  retain  ! 

3  How  cold  and  feeble  is  our  love  ! 

How  negligent  our  fear ! 
How  low  our  hope  of  joys  above  ! 
How  few  affections  there  ! 

4  Great  God  !  thy  sov'reign  aid  impart, 

To  give  thy  word  success  ; 
Write  thy  salvation  on  each  heart, 
And  make  us  learn  thy  grace. 
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84  HYMNS  BEFORE 

5  Show  our  forgetful  feet  the  way 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
Where  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die. 

Hymn  43.    II.  4. 

Ministers  a  sweet  Savour.— 2  Cor.  ii.  15, 16. 
pRAISE  to  the  Lord  on  high, 

Who  spreads  his  triumphs  wide  ! 
While  Jesus'  fragrant  Name 

Is  breathed  on  every  side : 
Balmy  and  rich  the  odours  rise, 
And  till  the  earth  and  reach  the  6kiea. 

2  Ten  thousand  dying  souls 

Its  virtue  feel,  and  live  ; 
Sweeter  than  vital  air 

The  incense  they  receive  : 
They  breathe  anew,  and  rise  and  sing, 
Jesus  their  Lord,  their  conqu'ring  King. 

3  But  sinners  scorn  the  grace, 

Which  brings  salvation  nigh  ; 
They  turn  their  face  away, 

And  faint,  and  fall,  and  die  ! 
So  sad  a  doom,  ye  saints  deplore : 
They  faint  and  fall  to  rise  no  more. 

4  Yet,  Great  and  Mighty  God  ! 

Thy  servants  all  shall  be, 
In  those,  who  live  or  die, 

A  savour  sweet  to  Thee  : 
Supremely  bright  thy  grace  shall  shine, 
Guarded  with  flames  of  wrath  divine. 


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Hymn  44.     C.  M. 

Qod glorious,  and  Sinners  saved. 

Xj^ATHER,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines  ! 

How  high  thy  wonders  rise  ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 
By  thousands  through  the  skies. 

2  Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  pow'r, 

Their  motions  speak  thy  will : 
And  on  the  wings  of  ev'ry  hour, 
We  read  thy  patience  still. 

3  But  when  we  view  thy  great  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join 
In  their  divincst  forms — 

4  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known  ; 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guess, 
Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone, 
The  justice,  or  the  grace. 

5  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heav'nly  plains  ; 
Bright  seraphs  chaunt  Immanuel's  name, 
And  bring  their  choicest  strains. 

6  0  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  song  ! 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 


36  REDEMPTION  AND  GRACE. 

Hymn  45.     S.  M. 

Salvation  by  Grace  from  first  to  last. 

{^.RACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound! 
Harmonious  to  the  ear  ; 
Heav'n  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contriv'd  a  way, 

To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
And  all  the  steps  his  grace  display, 
Who  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet, 

To  tread  the  heav'nly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days  : 
It  lays  in  heav'n  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 
Hymn  45.     L.  M. 

Tlie  humiliation,  exaltation,  and  triumphs  of  Chris. 

rpHE  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace, 
That  brightest  monument  of  praise 
That  e'er  the  God  of  love  design'd, 
Employs  and  fills  my  lab'ring  mind. 

2  He,  that  distributes  crowns  and  thrones, 
Hangs  on  a  tree,  and  bleeds  and  groans : 
The  Prince  of  Life  resigns  his  breath, 
The  King  of  Glory  bows  to  death. 

3  But  see  the  wonders  of  his  pow'r, 
He  triumphs  in  his  dying  hour, 
And  while  by  Satan's  rage  he  fell, 
He  dash'd  the  rising  hopes  of  hell. 


REDEMPTION  AND  GRACE.  3*J 

4  Thus  were  the  hosts  of  death  subdu'd. 
And  siu  was  drown'd  in  Jesus'  blood : 
Then  he  arose,  and  reigns  above, 
And  conquers  sinners  by  his  love. 

Hymn  43.    C.M. 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 
rpO  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 

Awake  the  sacred  song- : 

O  may  his  love   (immortal  flame!) 

Tune  ev'ry  heart  and  tongue. 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach  1 

What  mortal  tongue  display  1 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  He  left  his  radiant  throne  on  high, 

Left  the  bright  realms  of  bliss, 
And  came  to  earth  to  bleed  and  die ! 
Was  ever  love  like  this  1 

4  Dear  Lord,  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee; 

May  ev'ry  heart  with  rapture  say, 

"  The  Saviour  died  for  me." 

5  O  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme 

Fill  every  heart  and  tongue  ; 
'Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 
Hymn  48.     CM. 

O  Lord,  say  unto  mij  soul,  lam  thy  salvation. — Ps\  xxxv.  3. 

gALVATION  !  O  melodious  sound 

To  wretched  dying  men  ! 
Salvation  that  from  God  proceeds, 
And  leads  to  God  again. 


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8   Resiu'd  from  hell's  eternal  gloom, 
Fi  om  fiends,  and  fires,  and  chains 
Rai^  d  to  a  paradise  of  bliss, 
Where  love  triumphant  reigns  ! 

3  But  may  a  poor  bewilder'd  soul, 

Sinful  and  weak  as  mine, 
Presume  to  raise  a  trembling  eye 
To  blessings  so  divine  1 

4  The  lustre  of  so  bright  a  bliss 

My  feeble  heart  o'erbears  ; 
And  unbelief  almost  perverts 
The  promise  into  tears. 

5  My  Saviour  God,  no  voice  but  thine, 

These  dying  hopes  can  raise ; 

Speak  thy  salvation  to  my  soul, 

And  turn  my  pray'r  to  praise 

Hymn  49.     C.  M. 

Praise  for  the  Fountain  ope7icd.-Z.ech.  xiii   1. 
HTHERE  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood 

Drawn  from  Emmanuel's  veins  : 
And  sinners  plung'd  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoie'd  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day  ; 

And  there  have  I,  as  vile  as  he, 

Wash'd  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  pow'r, 
Till  all  the  ransom'd  Church  of  God 
Be  sav'd,  to  sin  no  more. 


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4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming-  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  pow'r  to  save ; 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stamm'ring  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 

Hymn  50.     L.  M. 

God  speaking  from.  Mount  Zion. 
HP  HE  God  who  once  to  Israel  spoke 

From  Sinai's  top,  in  fire  and  smoke, 
In  gentler  strains  of  gospel  grace, 
Invites  us  now  to  seek  his  face. 
2  He  wears  no  terrors  on  his  brow ; 
He  speaks  in  love  from  Zion  now  ; 
It  is  the  voice  of  Jesus'  blood 
Calling  poor  wand'rers  home  to  God. 

4  The  holy  Moses  quak'd  and  fear'd 
When  Sinai's  thundering  law  he  heard  ; 
But  reigning  grace,  with  accents  mild, 
Speaks  to  the.  sinner  as  a  child. 

5  Hark  !   how  from  Calvary  it  sound? — 
From  the  Redeemer's  bleeding  wounds ; 
"  Pardon  and  grace  I  freely  give. 

Poor  sinner,  look  to  me  and  live." 

Hymr  51.     L.  M. 

That  mck  was  Christ. — 1  Cor.  x.  4. 

TlrHEN  Israel's  tribes  were  parched  with 
■  thirst, 

Forth  from  the  rock  the  waters  burst ; 
And  all  their  future  journey  through 
Yielded  them  drink,  and  gospel  too  ! 


40  REDEMPTION  AND    GRACE. 

2  In  Moses'  rod  a  type  they  saw, 
Of  his  severe  and  fiery  law  : 
The  smitten  rock  prefigurd  him  ; 

From  whose  pierc'd  side  all  blessings  stream. 

3  But  ah  !  the  types  were  all  too  faint, 
His  sorrows  or  his  worth  to  paint : 
Slight  was  the  stroke  of  Moses'  rod ; 
But  he  endur'd  the  wrath  of  God. 

4  Their  outward  rock  could  feel  no  pain, 
But  our's  was  wounded,  turn,  and  slain  ; 
The  rock  gave  but  a  wat'ry  flood, 

But  Jesus  pour'd  forth  streams  of  blood. 

5  The  earth  is  like  their  wilderness, 

A  land  of  drought  and  sore  distress  ; 
Without  one  stream  from  pole  to  pole, 
To  satisfy  a  thirsty  soul. 

6  But  let  the  Saviour's  praise  resound, 
In  him  refreshing  streams  are  found, 
Which  pardon,  strength,  and  comfort  give, 
And  thirsty  sinners  drink  and  live. 

Hymn  52.     C.  M. 

The  Saviour.— John  iv.  42. 

HPHE  Saviour !  O,  what  endless  charms 

Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound  ! 
Its  influence  ev'ry  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  comfort  round. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine, 
In  rich  effusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels  lost  in  sin, 
And  doom'd  to  endless  wo. 


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3  Th' Almighty  Former  of  the  skies, 

Stoop'd  to  our  vile  ahode ; 
While  angels  view'd,  with  wond'ring  eyes, 
And  hail'd  the  incarnate  God. 

4  0  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine, 

Of  bliss,  a  boundless  store  ! 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine ; 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

5  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies, 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall ; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 
My  Saviour  and  my  all. 

Hymn  53.     C.  M. 

Jesus  hastening  to  suffer. 
HE  Saviour,  what  a  noble  flame 


T 


Was  kindled  in  his  breast, 
When  hasting  to  Jerusalem 
He  marched  before  the  rest ! 

2  Good-will  to  men,  and  zeal  for  God, 

His  ev'ry  thought  engross  ; 
He  longs  to  be  baptized  with  blood, 
He  pants  to  reach  his  cross. 

3  With  all  his  sufferings  full  in  view, 

And  woes  to  us  unknown, 
Forth  to  the  task  his  spirit  flew ; 
'Twas  love  that  urged  him  on. 

4  Lord,  we  return  thee  what  we  can! 

Our  hearts  shall  sound  abroad, 
Salvation  to  the  dying  man, 
And  to  the  rising  God. 


42  REDEMPTION  AND  GRACE. 

5  And  while  thy  bleeding  glories  here, 
Engage  our  wond'ring  eyes  ; 
We  learn  our  lighter  cross  to  bear, 
And  hasten  to  the  skies. 

Hymn  54.    III.  1. 

Let  him  trust  in  the  name  of  the  Lord,  and  stay  upon  kit 
God.— Isaiah  I.  10. 

"TJROOPING  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears; 

Fearful  soul,  be  strong,  be  bold  ; 
Tarry  till  thy  Lord  appears, 

Never,  never  quit  thy  hold  ! 
Murmur  not  at  his  delay, 

Dare  not  set  thy  God  a  time : 
Calmly  for  his  coming  stay, 

Leave  it,  leave  it  all  to  him. 

2  Fainting  soul,  be  bold,  be  strong; 

Wait  the  coming  of  thy  Lord  ; 
Though  it  seem  to  tarry  long, 

True  and  faithful  is  his  word : 
On  his  word  my  soul  I  cast, 

(He  cannot  himself  deny,) 
Surely  it  shall  speak  at  last : 

It  shall  speak,  and  shall  not  lie. 

3  Every  one  that  seeks  shall  find  ; 

Every  one  that  asks  shall  have 
Christ,  the  Saviour  of  mankind, 

Willing,  able  all  to  save  ; 
I  shall  his  salvation  see  ; 

I  in  faith  on  Jesus  call ; 
I  from  sin  shall  be  set  free, 

Perfectly  set  free  from  all. 


REDEMPTION  AND  GRACE.  43 

4  Lord,  my  time  is  in  thine  hand, 

Weak  and  helpless  as  I  am  : 
Surely  thou  canst  make  me  stand ; 

I  believe  in  Jesus's  name  ; 
Saviour  in  temptation  thou — 

Thou  hast  sav'd  me  heretofore  ; 
Thou  from  sin  dost  save  me  now, 

Thou  shalt  save  me  evermore. 
Hymn  55.     C.  M. 

The  unspeakable  Qift. 

JESUS  hath  died  that  I  might  live, 

Might  live  to  God  alone  ; 
In  him  eternal  life  receive, 
And  be  in  spirit  one. 

2  Saviour,  I  thank  thee  for  the  grace, 

The  gift  unspeakable ; 
And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  t' embrace, 
And  all  thy  love  to  feel. 

3  Give  me  thyself,  from  every  boast, 

From  every  wish  set  free ; 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost, 
But  give  thyself  to  me. 

5  Thy  gifts,  alas  !  cannot  suffice, 

Unless  thyself  be  given  ; 
Thy  presence  makes  my  paradise  ; 
And  where  thou  art  is  heaven. 

Hymn  56.     L.  M. 

In  Heaven  we  shrill  he  purified,  so  as  to  be  able  to  endurt 
the  splendours  of  the  Deity. 

A  WAKE,  sweet  harp  of  Judah,  wake, 
Retune  thy  strings  for  Jesus'  sake ; 
We  sing  the  Saviour  of  our  race, 
The  Lamb,  our  shield  and  hiding-place. 


44  REDEMPTION  AND  GRACE. 

2  'Tis  he,  the  Lamb,  to  him  we  fly, 
While  the  dread  tempest  passes  by; 
God  sees  his  Well-beloved's  face, 
And  spares  us  in  our  hiding  place. 

3  A  few  more  days  and  years  will  glide, 
And  we  shall  lay  these  clods  aside  ; 
Shall  be  baptiz'd  in  Jordan's  flood, 
And  wash'd  in  Jesus'  cleansing  blood. 

4  Then  pure,  immortal,  sinless,  freed, 
We  through  the  Lamb  shall  be  decreed  ; 
Shall  meet  the  Father  face  to  face, 
And  need  no  more  a  hiding-place. 

Hymn  57.     L.  M. 

Jehovah  Jesus. 
TVJY  song  shall  bless  the  Lord  of  all, 

My  praise  shall  climb  to  his  abode  ; 
Thee,  Saviour,  by  that  name  I  call, 
The  great  Supreme,  the  mighty  God. 

2  Without  beginning  or  decline, 

Object  of  faith,  and  not  of  sense  ; 
Eternal  ages  saw  him  shine, 
He  shines,  eternal  ages  hence. 

3  As  much  when  in  the  manger  laid, 

Almighty  ruler  of  the  sky, 
As  when  the  six  days'  work  he  made, 
FilPd  all  the  morning  stars  with  joy. 

4  Of  all  the  crowns  Jehovah  bears, 

Salvation  is  his  dearest  claim  : 
That  gracious  sound  well  pleas'd  he  hears, 
And  owns  Emmanuel  for  his  nam?- 


REDEMPTION  A>;D  GRACE.  45 

5  A  cheerful  confidence  I  feel ; 

My  well  plac'd  hopes  with  joy  I  see  ; 
My  bosom  glows  with  heav'nly  zeal 
To  worship  him  who  died  for  me. 

6  As  man,  he  pities  my  complaint, 

His  pow'r  and  truth  are  all  divine, 
He  will  not  fail,  he  cannot  faint, 

Salvation  's  sure,  and  must  be  mine. 

Hymn  58.     L.  M. 

The  dying  Saviour. 
gTRETCH'Don  the  cross  the  Saviour  dies ! 

Hark,  his  expiring  groans  arise  ! 
See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side. 
Runs  down  the  sacred  crimson  tide ! 

4  But  life  attends  the  deathful  sound, 
And  flows  from  ev'ry  bleeding  wound  : 
The  vital  stream  how  free  it  flows, 
To  save  and  cleanse  his  rebel  foes  ! 

3  To  suffer  in  the  traitor's  place  ! 
To  die  for  man  !  surprising  grace  ! 
Yet  pass  rebellious  angels  by — 

O  why  for  man,  dear  Saviour,  why  ? 

4  And  didst  thou  bleed,  for  sinners  bleed? 
And  could  the  sun  behold  the  deed  1 
No,  he  withdrew  his  sick'ning  ray, 
And  darkness  veil'd  the  mourning  day. 

5  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  wo, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow ; 
And  yet  my  heart  unmov'd  remain, 
Insensible  to  love  or  pain  1 


46  REDEMPTION  AND  GRACE. 

6  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  impart ; 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  stupid  heart ; 
'Till  all  its  pow'rs  and  passions  move 
In  melting  grief,  and  ardent  love. 

Hymn  £9.     L.  M. 

The  exalted  Saviour. 
TV'OW  let  us  raise  our  cheerful  strains, 

And  join  the  blissful  choir  above  ; 
There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 

And  there  they  sing  his  wondrous  love. 

2  While  seraphs  tune  th'  immortal  song, 

O  may  we  feel  the  sacred  flame  ; 
And  ev'ry  heart,  and  ev'ry  tongue 
Adore  the  Saviour's  glorious  name  ? 

3  Jesus,  who  once  upon  the  tree 

In  agonizing  pains  expired, 
Who  died  for  rebels — yes,  'tis  he  ! 

How  bright !  how  lovely  !  how  admir'd  ! 

4  Jesus,  who  died  that  we  might  live, 

Died  in  the  wretched  traitor's  place ; 
O  what  returns  can  mortals  give, 
For  such  immeasurable  grace  1 

5  Were  universal  nature  ours, 

And  art  with  all  her  boasted  store  ; 
Nature  and  art,  with  all  their  pow'rs, 
Would  still  confess  the  offering  poor. 

6  Yet  though  for  bounty  so  divine, 

We  ne'er  can  equal  honours  raise, 
Jesus,  may  all  our  hearts  be  thine, 

And  all  our  tongues  proclaim  thy  praise  . 


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Hymn  60.     L.  M. 

The  intercession  of  Christ.— Heb.  vii.  25. 
Tl  E  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives, 

(What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives!) 
And  now  before  his  father,  God, 
Presents  the  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice,  arm'd  with  frowns,  appears ; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence  then,  ye  black  despairing  thoughts  ! 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults 

His  pow'rful  intercessions  rise, 
And  guilt  removes,  and  terror  dies. 

4  In  ev'ry  dark  distressful  hour, 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  pow'r, 
Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend, 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend  ; 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 
For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail. 

Hymn  61.     S.  M. 

Christ  our  sacrifice. 

IV  OT  «*  the  blood  of  beasts 

On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 
2  But  Christ,  the  heav'nly  Lamb, 
Takes  all  our  sins  away  : 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 


48  REDEMPTION  AND  GRACE. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  its  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine  ! 
While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  hurdcn  thou  didst  bear, 
When  hanging  on  th'  accursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

6  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 

Hymn  62.    CM. 

Praise  to  Jesus  Christ. 
"pLUNG'D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 

We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes,  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief: 
He  saw,  and  (oh  amazing  love!) 
He  came  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled  ; 
Enter' d  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  0  !  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak ! 


REDEMPTION  AND  GRACE.  49 

5  Angels  assist  our  mighty  joys  ! 
Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  : 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

Hymn  63.     C.  M. 

Faith's  review  and  expectations. 
A  MAZING  grace  !  (how  sweet  the  sound] 
That  sav'd  a  wretch  like  me  ! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found  ; 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  feai, 

And  grace  my  fears  reliev'd  ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believ'd ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come; 
'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 

And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 
i  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease ; 
I  shall  possess,  within  the  veil, 

A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

Hymn  64.     C.  M. 

Christ's  compassion. 
Tl^ITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

Of  our  High  Priest  above  ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 
2  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  within, 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 
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50  REDEMPTION  AND  GRACE. 

3  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears  ; 
And,  in  his  measure,  feels  afresh 
What  ev'ry  member  bears. 

4  He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power  ; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  the  distressing  hour. 

Hymn  63.     CM. 

The  necessity  of  renewing  grace. 
/^AN  aught  beneath  a  pow'r  divine, 

The  stubborn  will  subdue  1 
'Tis  thine,  almighty  Saviour,  thine 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

2  'Tis  thine  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upwards  bid  them  rise  ; 

And  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 

From  reason's  darken'd  eyes. 

3  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live  ! 

A  beam  of  heav'n,  a  vital  ray, 

'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 

4  0  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine  ! 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  pow'rs, 
Almighty  Lord,  bfi  thin*. 


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Hymn  66. 

1  determined  to  know  nothing  but  Jesus  Christ,  and  htm 

crucified. 

1TAIN,  delusive  world,  adieu! 
With  all  of  creature  good, 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  : 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride, 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify'd. 

2  Other  knowledge  I  disdain, 

'Tis  all  but  vanity ; 
Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain, 

He  tasted  death  for  me : 
Me  to  save  from  endless  wo 

The  sin-atoning  Victim  died  ! 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify'd  ! 

3  Here  will  I  set  up  my  rest ; 

My  fluctuating  heart 
From  the  haven  of  his  breast 

Shall  never  more  depart  : 
Whither  should  a  sinner  go  1 

His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  wide ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify'd ! 

4  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 

And  pleasure  without  end : 
This  is  all  my  happiness, 
On  Jesus  to  depend, 


52  REDEMPTION  AND  GRACE. 

Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow. 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify 'd. 

5  0,  that  I  could  all  invite, 

This  saving  truth  to  prove  : 
Show  the  length,  the  breadth,  the  height 

And  depth  of  Jesus'  love  ! 
Fain  I  would  to  sinners  show 

The  blood  by  faith  alone  apply 'd  : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify 'd. 

Hymn  67.     C.  M. 

The  goodness  of  God. — Nahum  i.  7. 

VE  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 

With  songs  of  sacred  praise, 
For  he  is  good,  supremely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 

In  him  we  live  and  move ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms  ; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
In  its  diviner  forms. 

4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come, 

'Tis  here  our  hope  relies  ; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 


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Hymn  63.     III.  3. 

Prayer  for  more  Light  and  Grace. — Isa.  ix  2. 

|~  IGHT  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 

Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 
Come,  and,  by  thyself  revealing, 
Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath : 
Light  of  Life,  and  Light's  Creator, 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise  : 
Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 
Pouring  eye-sight  on  our  eyes. 

2  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing, 

Life  and  iov  thy  beams  impart ; 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 

Kv'ry  poor  benighted  heart : 
Come,  and  manifest  the  favour 

Thou  hast  for  the  ransom'd  race ; 
Come,  thou  dear  exalted  Saviour, 

Come,  and  bring  the  gospel-grace  ! 

3  Save  us  in  thy  great  compassion, 

O  thou  mild  pacific  Prince  ! 
Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation, 

(iive  the  pardon  of  our  sins. 
By  thine  all-restoring  merit, 

Ev'ry  burden'd  soul  release: 
Ev'ry  weary,  wand'ring  spirit 

Guide  into  thy  perfect  peace. 

Hymn  69.     C.  M. 

Ye  are  bought  with  a  price. 
\  LAS  !   and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 

And  did  my  sov'reign  die  1 
Would  he  devote  his  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  I 


54  REDEMPTION   AND  GRACE. 

2  Was  it  for  sins  that  I  had  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  1 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  his  glories  hide, 

And  grieved,  refuse  to  shine, 
When  Christ  the  mighty  Saviour  died, 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  lus  dear  cross  appears  ; 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away  ; 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

Hymn  70.     L.  M. 

Holiness,  Justice.,  and  Mercy  united. — Psalm  lxxxv.  10. 

INFINITE  grace!  and  can  it  be 

That  heav'n's  supreme  should  stoop  so  low! 
To  visit  one  so  vile  as  me. 

One  whu  has  been  his  bitt'rest  foe  ! 

2  Can  holiness  with  wisdom  join, 

With  truth,  with  justice,  and  with  grace, 
To  make  eternal  blessings  mine, 
And  sin,  with  all  its  ^uilt.  erase? 

3  O  love  !   beyond  conception  sreat. 

That  form'd  trie  vast,  stupendous  plan! 
Where  all  divine  perfections  meet 
To  reconcile  rebellious  man  ! 


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4   With  grateful  song,  then  let  our  souls 

Surround  our  gracious  Father's  throne: 
And  all  between  the  distant  poles 
His  truth  and  mercv  ever  own. 
Hymn  71."    L.  M. 

Wisdom  and  knowledge  of  God. — Job  xii   13. 
A  WAKE,  my  tongue,  thy  tribute  bring 
To  him  who  gave  thee  pow'r  to  sing ; 
Praise  Him,  who  is  ail  praise  above, 
The  source  of  wisdom  and  of  love. 

2  How  vast  his  knowledge  !  how  profound  ! 
A  depth  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd  ! 
The  stars  he  numbers,  and  their  names 

He  gives  to  all  those  heav'nly  flames. 

3  Through  each  bright  world  above,  behold 
Ten  thousand  thousand  charms  unfold : 
Earth,  air,  and  mighty  seas  combine, 

To  speak  his  wisdom  all  divine. 

4  'But  in  redemption,  O  what  grace  ! 

Its  wonders,  0  what  thought  can  trace ! 
Here  wisdom  shines  for  e\er  bright — 
Praise  hiui,  my  soul,  with  sweet  delight !' 
Hymn  72.     L.  M. 

Ml  in  all.— Col  iii.ll. 
IN  Christ  I've  all  my  soul's  desire; 

His  spirit  does  my  heart  inspire 
With  boundless  wishes,  large  and  high, 
And  Christ  will  all  my  wants  supply. 
2  Christ  is  my  hope,  my  strength  and  guide; 
For  me  he  bled,  and  groan'd,  and  died  : 
He  is  my  sun,  to  give  me  light, 
He  is  my  soul's  supreme  delight. 


5tJ  REDEMPTION  AND  GRACE. 

3  Christ  is  the  source  of  all  my  bliss, 
My  wisdom  and  my  righteousness — 
My  Saviour,  Brother,  and  my  Friend; 
On  him  alone  I  now  depend. 

4  Christ  is  my  King  to  rule  and  bless, 
And  all  my  troubles  to  redress ; 
He's  my  salvation  and  my  all, 
Whate'er  on  earth  shall  me  befall. 

5  Christ  is  my  strength  and  portion  too, 
My  soul  in  him  can  all  things  do  ; 
Through  him  I'll  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 
And  death  and  hell  my  soul  outbrave. 

Hymn  73.    C.  M. 

Excellence. — Cant.  i.  3. 

INFINITE  excellence  is  thine, 
Thou  lovely  Prince  of  grace  ! 

Thy  uncreated  beauties  shine 
With  never  fading  rays. 

2  Sinners  from  earth's  remotest  end, 

Come  bending  at  thy  feet ; 
To  thee  their  pray'rs  and  praise  ascend- 
In  thee  their  wishes  meet. 

3  Thy  name,  as  precious  ointment  shed, 

Delights  the  church  around  ; 
Sweetly  the  sacred  odours  spread, 
Through  all  Immanuel's  ground. 

4  Millions  of  happy  spirits  live 

On  thy  exhaustless  store  ; 
From  thee  they  all  their  bliss  receive, 
And  still  thou  give*t  more. 


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5  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy — 
They  find  their  all  in  thee ; 
Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ 
Through  all  eternity. 

Hymn  74.     C.  M. 

Worthy  is  the  Lamb. 
7VOW  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessings  paid  : 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head. 
2  Thou  hast  redeem'd  us  by  thy  blood, 
And  set.  the  pris'ners  free  ; 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  pries-s  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

Hymn  75.     L.  M. 

To  the  Trinity. 
T3LEST  be  the  Father  for  his  love, 

To  whose  celestial  source  we  owe 
Rivers  of  endless  joys  above, 
And  rills  of  comfort  here  below. 

2  Glory  to  thee,  great  Son  of  God, 

From  whose  dear  wounded  body  rolls 
A  precious  stream  of  vital  blood, 
Pardon  and  life  for  dying  souls. 

3  We  give  the  sacred  Spirit  praise 

Who.  in  our  hearts  of  sin  and  wo, 
Makes  living  springs  of  grace  arise, 
And  into  boundless  glory  flow. 

4  Thus  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

And  God  the  Spirit  we  adore, 

That  sea  of  life  and  love  unknown, 

Without  a  bottom  or  a  shore. 


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INFLUENCES  OF  THE  HOLT 
SPIRIT. 


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Hymn  76.     L.  M. 

The  operations  oj  the  Holy  Spirit. 
[TERNAL  Spirit!  we  confess 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace ; 
Thy  pow'r  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 
Enlighten'd  by  thine  heav'nly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day  ; 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger,  and  our  refuge  too. 
Thy  pow'r  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin; 
Do  our  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 
The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice  ; 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys  ; 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 
And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 
Hymn    77. 

To  the  blessed  Spirit. 
"O  OLY  Ghost,  disperse  our  sadness, 
Pierce  the  clouds  of  sinful  night; 
Come,  thou  source  of  sweetest  gladness, 
Breathe  thy  life  and  spread  thy  light; 
Loving  Spirit,  God  of  peace, 
Great  distributer  of  grace, 
Rest  upon  this  congregation  ! 
Hear,  oh,  hear  our  supplication. 


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2  From  that  height  which  knows  no  measure, 

As  a  gracious  shower  descend, 
Bringing  down  the  richest  treasure 

Man  can  wish,  or  God  can  send. 
O  thou  glory  shining  down 
From  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Grant  us  thy  illumination  ! 
Rest  on  all  this  congregation. 

3  Come,  thou  best  of  all  donations 

God  can  give,  or  we  implore; 
Having  thy  sweet  consolations, 

We  need  wish  for  nothing  more; 
Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
IVovv  descending  from  above, 
Rest  on  all  this  congregation  ! 
Make  our  hearts  thy  habitation. 

Hymn  78.     L.  M. 

T!ic  Covenant.— Ezekiel  xxxvi.  25—28. 

HpHS  Lord  proclaims  his  grace  abroad  ; 
Behold  I  change  your  hearts  of  stone 
Each  shall  renounce  his  idol-god, 

And  serve,  henceforth,  the  Lord  alone. 

2  My  grace  a  flowing  stream  proceeds, 

To  wash  youi  filthiness  away  ; 

Ye  shall  abhor  your  former  deeds, 

And  learn  my  statutes  to  obey. 

3  My  truth  the  gieat  design  insures, 

I  give  myself  away  to  you ; 
You  shall  be  mine,  I  will  be  yours, 
Your  God  unalterably  true. 


60  INFLUENCES  OF  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

4  Yet  not  unsought  or  unimplor'd, 

The  plenteous  grace  shall  I  confer; 
No — your  whole  hearts  shall  seek  the  Lord, 
I'll  put  a  praying  spirit  there. 

5  From  the  first  breath  of  life  divine, 

Down  to  the  last  expiring  hour, 
The  gracious  work  sbail  all  be  mine, 
Begun  and  ended  in  my  pow'r. 
Hymn  79.     S.  M. 

The  icork  of  the  Spirit. 
rf^OME,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 

Let  thy  bright  beams  arise ; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  of  our  sin  ; 

Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood ; 
And  to  our  wond'ring  view  reveal 
The  secret  love  of  God. 

3  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart 

To  sanctify  the  soul — 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part, 
And  new  create  the  whole. 

4  Revive  our  drooping  faith; 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove; 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

Hymn  80.     L.  M. 

The  heart  -purified  to  unfeigned  love  of  the  Brethren  by 
the  Spirit.— I  Pet.  i.  '-K2. 

QREAT  Spirit  of  immortal  love, 

Vouchsafe  our  frozen  hearts  to  move; 
With  ardour  strong  these  breasts  inflame 
To  all  that  own  the  Saviour's  name. 


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2  Still  let  the  heav'nly  fire  endure 
Fervent  and  vig'rous,  true  and  pure ; 
Let  ev'ry  heart  and  ev'ry  hand 
Join  in  the  dear  fraternal  band. 

3  Celestial  Dove,  descend  and  bring 
The  smiling  blessing  on  thy  wing: 
And  make  us  taste  those  sweets  below, 
Which  in  the  blissful  mansions  grow. 

Hymn  81.     CM. 

Hie  witnessing  and  sealing  Spirit. 
Tl^HY  should  the  children  of  a  king 

Go  mourning  all  their  days  ] 
Great  Comforter  !  descend  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dose  thou  not  dwell  in  ail  the  saints, 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heav'n ; 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiv'n  1 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ! 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come; 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 

Hymn  82.     S.  M. 

The  descent  of  the  Spirit. — Acts  ii.  1 — 4. 
r  ORU  God,  the  Holy  Ghost, 

In  this  accepted  hour, 
As  on  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
Descend  in  all  thy  power  : 


62         INFLUENCES  OF  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

We  meet  with  one  accord 
In  our  appointed  place, 
And  wait  the  promise  of  our  Lord, 
The  Spirit  of  all  grace. 

2  Like  mighty  rushing  wind 

Upon  the  waves  beneath, 
Move  with  one  impulse  every  mind, 
One  soul,  one  feeling  hreathe  : 
The  young,  the  old  inspire 
With  wisdom  from  above  ; 
And  give  us  hearts  and  tongues  of  fire 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  love. 

3  Spirit  of  light,  explore, 

And  chase  our  gloom  away. 
With  lustre  shining  more  and  more 

Unto  the  perfect  day  ; 

Spirit  of  truth,  be  Thou 

In  life  and  death  our  guide ; 
O  Spirit  of  adoption,  now 

May  we  be  sanctified  ! 

Hymn  83. 

The  Spirit  desired  and  invited. 

"RATHER  of  our  dying  Lord, 
•*■     Remember  us  for  good ; 
O  fulfil  his  faithful  word, 

And  hear  his  speaking  blood  ! 
Give  us  that  for  which  he  prays  : 

Father,  glorify  thy  Son  ! 
Show  his  truth,  and  power,  and  grace, 

Amd  send  the  promise  down. 


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2  True  and  faithful  Witness,  thou, 

O  Christ,  the  Spirit  give  ! 
Hast  thou  not  receiv'd  him  now, 

That  we  might  now  receive  1 
Art  thou  not  the  living  Head  1 

Life  to  all  thy  limbs  impart ; 
Shed  thy  love,  thy  Spirit  shed, 

In  every  waiting  heart. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  the  Comforter, 

The  gift  of  Jesus,  come  ; 
Glow  our  hearts  to  find  thee  near, 

And  swell  to  make  thee  room ; 
Present  with  us  thee  we  feel, 

Come,  O  come,  and  in  us  be  ! 
With  us,  in  us,  live  and  dwell, 

To  all  eternity. 

Hymn  84.     C.  M. 

Breathing  after  the  Holy  Spirit,  or  fervency  of  devotion 
desired. 

/^OME,Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quiek'ning  povv'rs, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  See  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys  ; 
Our  souls  how  heavily  they  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  lifeless  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise, 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 


64       INFLUENCES  OF  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

4  Dear  Lord  !  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate, 
Gur  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers, 
Come  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love 
And  that,  shall  kindle  ours. 

Hymn  85.     L.  M. 

Growing  in  Grace  bij  God  the  Spirit.— 2  Pet.  iii.  I 
D  RAISE  to  thy  name,  eternal  God, 

For  all  the  grace  thou  shed'st  abroad  ; 
For  all  thine  influence  from  above, 
To  warm  our  souls  with  sacred  love. 

2  Blest  be  thy  hand,  which  from  the  skies 
Brought  down  this  plant  of  Paradise, 
And  gave  its  heav'nly  glories  b:rth, 

To  deck  this  wilderness  of  earth. 

3  Unchanging  sun,  thy  beams  display, 
To  drive  the  frosts  and  storms  away  ; 
Make  all  thy  potent  virtues  known, 
To  cheer  a  plant  so  much  thine  own. 

4  And  thou,  blest  Spirit,  deign  to  blow 
Fresh  gales  of  heav'n  on  shrubs  below ; 
So  shall  they  grow,  and  breathe  abroad 
A  fragrance  grateful  to  our  God. 

Hymn  86.     C.  M. 

Spiritual  Light. 
/"^OME,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  Inspire, 
^   Let  us  thine  influence  prove ; 
Source  of  the  old  prophetic  fire, 
Fountain  of  life  and  love 


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2  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  mov'd  by  thee, 

The  prophets  wrote  and  spoke; 
Unlock  the  truth,  thyself  the  key, 
Unseal  the  sacred  book. 

3  Expand  thy  wings,  Celestial  Dove, 

Brood  o'er  our  nature's  night; 
On  our  disorder'd  spirits  move, 
And  let  there  now  be  light. 

4  God,  through  himself,  we  then  shall  know, 

If  thou  within  us  shine  ; 
And  sound,  with  all  thy  saints  below, 
The  depths  of  love  divine. 

Hymn  87.     C.  M. 

The  sanctifying  gifts  of  the  Spirit. 

C\  THOU,  who  once  in  fiery  tongues, 

Cam'st  down  in  open  view ; 
Come  visit  every  heart  that  longs 
To  entertain  thee,  too. 

2  And  though  not  like  a  mighfy  wind, 

Nor  with  a  rushing  noise ; 
May  we  thy  calmer  comforts  find, 
And  hear  thy  still  small  voice. 

3  Not  for  the  gift  of  tongues  we  pray, 

Nor  power  the  sick  to  heal ; 

Give  wisdom  to  direct  our  way 

And  strength  to  do  thy  will. 

4  We  pray  to  be  renew'd  within, 

And  reconcil'd  to  God ; 
To  have  our  conscience  wash'd  from  sin, 
In  the  Redeemer's  blood. 
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66         INFLUENCES  OF  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

6   We  pray  to  have  our  faith  increas'd  ; 
And,  O,  celestial  dove  ! 
We  pray  to  be  completely  blest, 
With  that  rich  blessing,  love. 
Hymn  88.     L.  M. 

The  Spirit,  the  source  of  true  repentance. 
f^OME,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 

And  fill  the  coldest  heart  with  love ; 
Soften  to  flesh  the  flinty  stone, 
And  let  thy  godlike  pow'r  be  known. 

2  Speak,  Thou,  and  from  the  haughtiest  eyes. 
Shall  floods  of  pious  sorrow  rise ; 

While  all  their  glowing  souls  are  borne. 
To  seek  that  grace  which  now  they  scorn 

3  Oh,  let  a  holy  flock  await, 
Num'rous  around  thy  temple  gate, 
Each  pressing  on  with  zeal  to  be, 
A  living  sacrifice  to  thee. 

4  In  answer  to  our  fervent  cries, 
Give  us  to  see  thy  church  arise  ; 
Or,  if  that  blessing  seem  too  great, 
Give  us  to  mourn  its  low  estate. 

Hymn  89.     CM. 

Sovereignty  of  the  Spirit. 

T^HE  blessed  Spirit  like  the  w:nd, 

Blows  when  and  where  he  please  • 
How  happy  are  the  men  who  feel 
The  soul-enlivening  breeze. 
2  He  moulds  the  carnal  mind  afresh, 
Subdues  the  power  of  sin, 
Transforms  the  heart  of  stone  to  fleph, 
And  plants  his  grace  within. 


AWAKENING. 

3  He  sheds  abroad  the  Father's  love ; 

Applies  redeeming  blood  ; 
Bids  both  oui  guilt  and  tear  remove, 
And  brings  us  home  to  Cod. 

4  Lord,  fill  each  dead  benighted  soul 

With  light,  and  iife,  and  joy  ; 
None  can  thy  mighty  power  control, 
Or  shall  thy  work  destroy. 


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Hymn   90.      L.  M, 

Shiner  found  wanting".  —  Dan.  v.  27. 
A  hSE,  thoughtless  sinner,  raise  thine  eye. 
Behold  the  judgment  drawing  nigh  : 
Behold  the  balance  is  displayed, 
Where  thou  must  be  exactly  weigh'd. 

2  See  in  one  scale  God's  holy  law ; 
Mark  with  what  force  its  precepts  draw ; 
Canst  thou  the  awful  test  sustain  1 

Thy   works  how   light !    thy   thoughts  how 
vain  ! 

3  Behold  the  hand  of  God  appears, 
And  writes  in  dreadful  characters, 

"  Tekel !  thy  scul  is  wanting  found; 
With  trembling  hear  the  awful  sound. 

4  "  Let  fear  thy  sin-bound  heart  embrace ; 
Let  guilty  shame  o'erspread  thy  face, 
Conviction  through  thy  conscience  roll, 
And  deep  repentance  fill  thy  soul. 


"O  AWAKENING. 

5  "One  only  hope  can  yet  prevail — 
Jesus  for  thee  can  turn  the  scale ; 
Can  give  thy  guilty  conscience  peace, 
And  save  thee  by  his  righteousness." 

6  Dear  Saviour,  now  thy  pow'r  impart; 
Convince  each  unconvinced  heart ; 
And  thy  salvation  let  them  view, 

In  justice  wrought,  and  mercy  too. 

Hymn  91.     C.  M. 

Time  is  s.'ior!  - 1  Gtf.  vii.  39. 

fFHE  time  is  short!   the  season  near, 

When  death  will  us  remove, 
To  leave  our  friends,  however  dear, 
And  all  we  fondly  love. 

2  The  time  is  short !  sinners  beware, 

Nor  trifle  time  away ; 
The  word  of  great  salvation  hear, 
While  it  is  call'd  to-day. 

3  The  time  is  short !  ye  rebels  now 

To  Christ  the  Lord  submit, 
To  mercy's  golden  sceptre  bow, 
And  fall  at  Jesus'  feet. 

4  The  time  is  short !  ye  saints  rejoice— 

The  Lord  will  quickly  come  : 
Soon  shall  you  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 
To  call  you  to  your  home. 

5  The  time  is  short !  it  swiftly  flies — 

The  hour  is  just  at  hand, 
When  we  shall  mount  above  the  skies, 
And  reach  the  wish'd-for  land. 


AWAKENING.  69 

6  The  time  is  short! — the  moment  near 
When  we  shall  dwell  above  ; 
And  he  for  ever  happy  there, 
With  Jesus  whom  we  love. 

Hymn  92.     S.  M. 

Few  saved. — Luke  xiii.  23. 
INSTRUCTION'S  dangerous  road 

What  multitudes  pursue  ! 
While  that  which  leads  the  soul  to  God, 
Is  known  or  sought  hy  few. 

2  Believers  find  the  way 

Through  Christ  the  living  gate; 
But  those  who  hate  this  holy  way 
Complain  it  is  too  strait. 

3  Ohey  the  gospel  call, 

And  enter  while  you  may  ; 
The  flock  of  Christ  is  always  small, 
And  none  are  safe  but  they 

4  Lord,  open  sinners'  eyes. 

Their  awful  state  to  see  ; 
And  make  them,  ere  the  storm  arise, 
To  thee  for  safety  flee. 

Hymn  93.     S.  U 

The.  harvest  is  past. — Jer.  viii.  20. 
¥   SAW,  beyond  the  tomb, 
The  awful  Jculge  appear, 
Prepar'd  to  scan  with  strict  account, 
My  blessings  wasted  here. 
'J  His  wrath  like  flaming  fire, 
Burn'd  to  the  lowest  hell, 
And  ill  that  hopeless  world  of  wo, 
He  bade  my  spirit  dwell. 


70  AWAKENING. 

3  Ye  sinners,  fear  the  Lord, 

While  yet  'tis  call'd  to-day  ; 

Soon  will  the  awful  voice  of  death 

Command  your  souls  away. 

4  Soon  will  the  haivest  close — 

The  summer  soon  be  o'er — 
And  soon,  your  injur'd,  angry  God 
Will  hear  your  prayers  no  more. 

Hymn  94,  III.  1. 

The.  two  vio/rf,ic!ors.—J-,nkc  xxiii.  39,  40. 

COV'REIGN  grace  has  pow'r  alone 

To  subdue  a  heart,  of  stone ; 
And  the  moment  grace  is  felt, 
Then  the  hardest  heart  will  melt. 

2  When  the  Lord  was  crucified. 
Two  transgressors  with  him  died  ; 
One  with  vile  blaspheming  tongue, 
Scoff' d  at  Jesus  as  he  hung. 

3  Thus  he  spent  his  wicked  breath, 
In  the  very  jaws  of  death  ; 
Perish'd   as  too  many  do, 

With  the  Saviour  in  his  view. 

4  But  the  other,  touch'd  with  grace, 
Saw  the  danger  of  his  case  ; 
Faith  reeeiv'd  to  own  the  Lord, 
Whom  the  scribes  and  priests  abhorx'd. 

5  "Lord,  (he  pray'd)  remember  me, 
When  in  glory  thou  shalt  be  ;" 

"  Soon  with  me,  (the  Lord  replies) 
Thou  shalt  rest  in  paradise." 


AWAKENING.  71 

6  This  was  wondrous  grace  indeed, 
Grace  vouchsafe!  in  time  of  need! 
Sinners  trust,  in  Jesus'  name, 
You  shall  find  him  still  the  same. 

7  But  beware  of  unbelief. 
Think  upon  the  harden'd  thief; 
If  the  gospel  you  disdain, 
Christ,  to  you,  has  died  in  vain. 

Hymn  95.     II.  4. 

The  last  alarm 

"IT7 HEN  frowning  death  appears, 

And  points  his  fatal  dart, 
What  dark  foreboding  fears 
Distract  the  sinner's  heart ! 

The  dreadful  blow 

No  arm  can  stay, 

But  torn  away 

He  sinks  to  wo. 

2  Now  every  hope  denied, 
Bereft  of  every  good, 
He  must  the  wrath  abide 
Of  an  avenging  God  ; 

No  mercy  there 
Will  greet  his  ear, 
Nor  wipe  the  tear 
Of  black  despair. 

3  Sinners,  awake,  attend, 
And  flee  the  wrath  to  come; 

Make  Christ,  the  Judge,  your  friend, 
And  heav'n  shall  be  your  home. 


72  AWAKENING. 

His  mercy  nigh, 
Now  points  the  path 
That  leads  from  death 
To  joys  on  high. 

Hymn  93.  III.  I. 

The  time  in  snort. 
TTASTEN,  sinner,  to  be  wise  : 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Wisdom,  if  you  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Hasten,  mercy  to  implore  : 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  : 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn, 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  : 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest, 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun.   ' 
Hymn  97.     C.  ML 

The  accepted  time. 
TVOW  is  the  time,  th'  accepted  hour, 

0  sinners,  come  away  ; 
The  Saviour's  knocking  at  your  door, 
Arise  without  delay. 
2  Oh  !  don't  refuse  to  give  him  room, 
Lest  mercy  should  withdraw  ; 
He'll  then  in  robes  of  vengeance  come 
To  execute  his  law. 


AWAKENING.  73 

3  Then  where,  poor  mortals,  will  you  be, 
If  destitute  of  grace. 
When  you  your  injur'd  judge  shall  see, 
And  stand  before  his  face. 

Hymn  98.    L.  M. 

Inviting— Life  the  day  of  z race  and  hope. — Eccl.  ix. 

4—6,  10. 
I"  IFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 

The  time  t'  insure  the  great  reward  ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  hath  giv'n 
To  'scape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  heav'n ; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands  with  all  your  might  pursue  ; 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 

Xor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

4  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  pass'd 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste  ; 
But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair, 
Reign  in  eternal  silence  there. 

Hymn  99.  C,  M. 

The -wuf  —  Mark  viii.  36. 
TV*  HAT  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price, 

The  whole  creation  round  ! — 
That  which  was  lost  in  Paradise, 
That  which  in  Christ  is  found : 
2  The  soul  of  man — Jehovah's  breath — 
That  keeps  two  worlds  at  strife  ; 
Hell  moves  beneath  to  work  its  death, 
Heaven  stoops  to  give  it  life. 


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AWAKENINO. 


?  God,  to  redeem  it,  did  not  spare 
His  well-beloved  Son  ; 
Jesus,  to  save  it,  deign'd  to  bear 
The  sins  of  all  in  one. 

4  And  is  this  treasure  borne  below, 

In  earthen  vessels  frail  ] 
Can  none  its  utmost  value  know, 
Till  flesh  and  spirit  fail  1 

5  Then  let  us  gather  round  the  cross, 

That  knowledge  to  obtain  ; 
Not  by  the  soul's  eternal  loss, 
But  everlasting  gain. 

Hymn  100.     C.  M. 

Forbearance  of  Ood. 

AND  are  we  wretches  yet  alive  ? 
And  do  we  yet  rebel  1 
'Tis  boundless,  'tis  amazing  love, 
That  bears  us  up  from  hell. 

2  The  burden  of  our  weighty  guilt, 

Would  sink  us  down  to  flames  ; 
While  threat'ning  vengeance  rolls  above, 
To  crush  our  feeble  frames. 

3  Almighty  goodness  cries,  "  Forbear," 

And  strait  the  thunder  stays ; 
And  dare  we  now  provoke  his  wrath, 
And  weary  out  his  grace  ? 

4  Lord,  we  have  long  abus'd  thy  grace, 

Too  long  indulg'd  our  sin  ; 
O  that  our  hearts  may  bleed,  to  see 
What  rebels  we  have  been. 


AWAKENING.  75 

5  No  more,  our  lusts,  may  ye  command, 
No  more  may  we  obey  ; 
Stretch  out,  O  God,  thy  conquering  hand, 
And  drive  our  foes  away. 

Hymn  101.  L.  M. 

Mij  Spirit  shall  not.  always  strive. — Gen.  vi.  3. 

CAY,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within, 
Oft  whisper'd  to  thy  secret  soul, 
Urg'd  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 
And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control  ? 

2  God's  Spirit  will  not  always  strive 

With  harden'd,  self-destroying  man: 
Ye,  who  persist  his  love  to  grieve, 
May  never  hear  his  voice  again. 

3  Sinner — perhaps  this  very  day, 

Thy  last  accepted  time  may  be ; 
Oh,  should'st  thou  grieve  him  now  away, 
Then  hope  may  never  beam  on  thee. 

Hymn  102. 

The  Alarm. 
©TOP,  poor  sinners,  stop  and  think, 

Before  you  further  go  ; 
Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  wo  ] 
On  the  verge  of  ruin  stop, 

Now  the  friendly  warning  take — 
Stay  your  footsteps — ere  you  drop 
Into  the  burning  lake. 
2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 
That  you  his  will  oppose  7 
Fear  ye  not  that  iron  rod 

With  which  he  breaks  his  foes  ] 


76  AWAKENING. 

Can  you  stand  in  that  dread  day, 
Which  his  justice  shall  proclaim, 

When  the  earth  shall  melt  away 
Iiike  wax  before  the  flame  I 

3  Ghastly  death  will  quickly  come, 

And  drag  you  to  his  bar  : 
Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom, 

Will  fill  you  with  despair  ! 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd  ; 

You  shall  mark  their  crimson  dye  : 
Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud, 

And  what  can  you  reply  1 

4  Though  your  heart  were  made  of  eteel, 

Your  forehead  lined  with  brass  ; 
God  at  length  will  make  you  feel, 

He  will  not  let  you  pass  ; 
Sinners  then  in  vain  wiil  call, 

Those  who  now  despise  his  grace, 
"  Rocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall, 

And  hide  us  from  his  face." 

Hymn  103.     C.  M. 

The  barren  fir-tree :  for  the  end  of  the  year. — Luke  xiii 

CEE  in  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord, 

A  barren  fig-tree  stand: 
It  yields  no  fruit,  no  blossom  bears, 
Though  planted  by  his  hand. 

2  From  year  to  year  he  seeks  for  fruit, 
And  still  no  fruit  is  found  ; 
It  stands  among  the  living  trees, 
Encumbering  the  ground. 


AWAKENING.  77 

3  But  lo  !  the  gracious  Saviour  pleads 

"The  banen  fig-tree  spare  ; 
In  mercy  stay  the  threat'ning  hand, 
And  grant  another  year. 

4  "  But  if  all  means  should  prove  in  vain, 

And  still  no  fruit  appear  ; 
Then  mercy  may  no  longer  plead, 
Nor  ask  another  year." 

Hymn  104.     L.  M. 

Importunate  pleading. 

CJINNER,  O  why  so  thoughtless  grown! 

Why  in  such  dreadful  haste  to  die  : 
Daring  to  leap  to  worlds  unknown, 
Heedless  against  thy  God  to  fly  1 

2  Wilt  thou  despise  eternal  fate  ; 

Urg'd  on  by  sin's  fantastic  dreams, 
Madly  attempt  th'  infernal  gate, 

And  force  thy  passage  to  the  flames? 

3  Stay,  sinner,  on  the  gospel  plains; 

Behold  the  God  of  love  unfold 
The  glories  of  his  dying  pains, 
For  ever  telling,  yet  untold. 

Hymn  105.     C.  M. 

Hardness  of  Heart. 

T^HE  voice,  that  bids  us  all  repent, 

I  hear  with  terror  oft ; 
But  never  will  this  heart  relent, 
Till  Jesus  make  it  soft. 
2  The  charming  voice  of  bleeding  love 
I  hear  from  lips  divine  ; 
Yet  melting  strains  can  never  move 
A  soul  so  base  as  mine 


78  INVITING. 

3  Almighty  God,  do  thou  renew 

This  sinful  heart  of  stone  ; 
Sweetly  my  stubborn  will  subdue — 
Conform  it  to  thy  own. 
H\mn  108.     S.  M. 

Grieve  not  the  Spirit. — Eph.  iv.  30. 
A  IN'D  canst  thou,  sinner,  slight 

The  call  of  love  divine'? 
Shall  God,  with  tenderness  invite, 
And  gain  no  thought  of  thine  ] 
2  Wilt  thou  not  cease  to  grieve 
The  Spirit  from  thy  breast, 
Till  hf  thy  wretched  soul  shall  leave 
With  all  thy  sins  oppress'd  ? 
B  To-day,  a  pard'ning  God 

Will  hear  the  suppliant  pray  ; 
To-day,  a  Saviour's  cleansing  blood 
Will  wash  thy  guilt  away. 

4  But,  grare  so  dearly  bought, 

If  yet  thou  wilt  despise, 
Thy  fearful  doom  with  vengeance  fraught, 
Will  fill  thee  with  surprise. 


IJ\TITLXG. 


Hymn  107.     CM. 

The  Saviour's  Invitation.— John  vii.  37. 

HP  HE  Saviour  calls — let  ev'ry  ear 

Attend  the  heav'nly  sound  ; 
Ye  doubting  souls  dismiss  your  fear  ; 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 


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2  For  ev'ry  thirsty  longing  heart 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow  ; 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart 
To  banish  mortal  wo. 

3  Here  springs  of  sacred  pleasure  rise, 

To  ease  your  every  pain  ; 
(Immortal  fountain!   full  supplies!) 
Nor  shall  you  thirst  in  vain. 

4  Ye  sinners,  come,  'tis  mercy's  voice, 

The  gracious  call  obey  ; 
Mercy  invites  to  heavenly  joys — 
And  can  you  yet  delay  I 

5  Dear  Saviour  draw  reluctant  hearts, 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 

Hymn  108.     L.  M. 

Weary  souls  invited  to  rest. — Mat.  xi.  28. 
/^OME,  weary  souls,  with  sins  distrest, 

Come  and  accept  the  promis'd  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppress'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load; 

O  come,  and  spread  your  woes  abroad ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt,  and  heal  your  woes 
Pardon,  and  life,  and  endless  peace  ; 
How  rich  the  gift !  how  free  the  grace  ! 


80  INVITING. 

4  Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart : 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind  inviting  voice. 

5  Dear  Saviour !  1st  thy  pow'rful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove, 
And  sweetly  influence  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest. 

Hymn  109.     L.  M. 

All  thxvgs  are  ready. 
f^OME,  sinners,  to  the  Gospel  feast, 

Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest : 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind, 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  call ; 
The  invitation  is  to  all : 

Come,  all  the  world  !  come,  sinner,  thou  ! 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 

3  Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppress'd, 
Ye  restless  wand'rers  after  rest ; 

Ye  poor,  and  maim'd,  and  halt,  and  blind, 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

4  My  message  as  from  God  receive  ; 
Ye  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live : 
O  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
Nor  suffer  him  to  die  in  vain  ! 

5  His  love  is  mighty  to  compel ; 

His  conqu'ring  love  consent  to  feel; 
Yield  to  his  love's  resistless  power, 
And  fight  against  your  God  no  more. 


INVITING.  81 

6  See  him  set  forth  before  your  eyea, 
That  precious,  bleeding  sacrifice  ! 
His  otfer'd  benedts  embrace, 
And  freely  now  be  sav'd  by  grace. 

7  This  is  the  time ;  no  more  delay ; 
This  is  the  acceptable  day; 
Come  in  this  moment  at  his  call, 
And  live  for  him  who  died  for  all. 

Hymn  110.  III.  a 

The  brazen  serpent. 
A  S  the  serpent,  rais'd  by  Moses, 
Heal'd  the  burning  serpent's  bite  : 
Jesus  thus  himself  discloses 

To  th°  wounded  sinners  sight. 

2  Hear  his  gracious  invitation: 

"I  have  life  and  peace  to  give; 
I  have  wrought  out  full  salvation  : 
Sinner,  look  to  me  and  live. 

3  "  You  had  been  for  ever  wretched, 

Had  1  not  espous'd  your  part ; 
Now,  behold  my  arms  outstretched, 
To  receive  you  to  my  heart. 

4  "  Well  may  shame,  and  joy,  and  wonder. 

All  your  inward  passions  move  ; 
I  could  crush  you  with  my  thunder, 
But  I  speak  to  you  in  love." 

5  Dearest  Saviour,  we  adore  thee 

For  thy  precious  life  and  death; 
Melt  each  stubborn  heart  before  thee, 
Give  us  all  the  eye  of  faith. 


82  INVITING. 

Hymn  111.  CM. 

And  yet  Ihereis  room. — Luk.1  xiv.  22. 
VE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 

Behold  a  royal  feast ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms- 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ! 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  feai  alarms — 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room  ! 

3  O  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love : 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  no  ler  joys  above. 

4  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand,  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstacies  unknown. 

5  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  ; 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore, 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

Hymn  112.     C.  M. 

Jesus  knocking  at  the  doo*. 
ND  will  the  Lord  thus  condescend 
To  visit  sinful  worms? 
Thus  at  the  door  shall  mercy  stand 
In  all  her  winning  forms  ] 
2  Surprising  grace  ! — and  shall  my  heart 
Unmov'd  and  cold  remain  ? 
Has  this  hard  rock  no  tender  parti 
Must  mercy  plead  in  vain  1 


A1 


INVITING.  fc 

3  Shall  Jesus  for  admission  sue — 

His  charming  voice  unheard  ? 
And  this  vile  heart,  his  rightful  due, 
Remain  for  ever  barr'd  ? 

4  'Tis  sin,  alas,  with  tyrant  pow'r, 

The  lodging  has  possess'd  ; 
And  crowds  of  traitors  bar  the  door 
Against  the  heav'nly  guest. 

5  Ye  dang'rous  inmates,  hence  depart ; 

Dear  Saviour,  enter  in, 
And  guard  the  passage  to  my  heart, 
And  keep  out  every  sin. 

Hymn  113.     L.  M. 

Ho,  every  one  that  thlrsteth. — Isa.  iv.  1. 
TJ  O  !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh, 

'Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race ; 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy, 

Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  gospel  grace. 

2  Ye  nothing  in  exchange  can  give, 

Leave  all  ye  have  and  are  behind  ; 
Freely  the  gift  of  God  receive, 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 

3  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come  ! 

Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  voice  ; 
Return,  ye  weary  wanderers,  home, 
And  in  redeeming  love  rejoice. 
Hymn  114.    CM. 

The  encouragement  young  persons  have  to  seek  Christ. 
Prov.  viii.  17. 

VE  hearts,  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 

In  smiling  crowds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 


84  INVITING. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you ; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendship  to  pursue. 

3  "  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face, 

Is  sure  my  love  to  gain  ; 
And  those  that  early  seek  my  grace, 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 

If  once  compar'd  with  thee  ? 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see. 

fi  Away,  ye  false  delusive  toys, 
Vain  tempters  of  the  mind  ! 
'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 
For  here  true  bliss  I  find. 


Hymn  115.     II.  3. 

Christ's  blood  cleans  etk  from  all  sin. — 1  John  i.  7. 

UO  !   all  ye  trembling  sinners,  hear 

The  pard'ning  voice  of  Christ,  and  live ; 
With  humble  confidence  draw  near; 

Jesus  commands  you  to  believe  : 
Believe,  and  all  your  sins  are  gone — 
Believe,  and  heaven  is  all  your  own. 

If  all  the  sins  that  men  have  done 
In  will,  in  word,  in  thought,  in  deed, 

Since  worlds  were  made,  or  time  begun, 
Were  laid  on  one  poor  sinner's  head 

The  stream  of  Jesus'  precious  blood, 

At  once  could  cleanse  the  dreadful  load* 


INVITING.  85 

Hymn  116.    C.  ft. 

Successful  Resolve. — Esther  iv.  16. 

^OME  humble    sinner,  in  whose  breast 

A  thousand  thoughts  revolve, 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  opprest, 
And  make  this  last  resolve. 

2  "I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose; 
I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess; 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone 

Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  But  should  the  Lord  reject  my  plea, 

And  disregard  my  pray'r, 
Yet  still,  like  Esther,  I  will  stay, 
And  perish  only  there. 

[5  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go — 
I  am  resolv'd  to  try  ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  for  ever  die."] 

6  "But  should  I  die  with  mercy  sought, 
When  I  the  king  have  tried  : 
I  there  should  die,  (delightful  thought!) 
Where  ne'er  a  sinner  died." 


86 


Hymn  117.     III.  5. 

The  gracious  invitation. — Matt.  xi.  29. 
tf^OME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 

Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore, 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power; 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2  Now  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 

Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh  : 
Without  money 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger; 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  : 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 
This  he  gives  you, 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  glimmering  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden. 

Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall, 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all ; 
Not  the  righteous. 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  Maker  prostrate  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ! 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 
"  It  is  fimsh'd  !" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  ] 


INVITING.  87 

6  Lo !   th'  incarnate  God  ascending, 
Pleads  t!ie  merit  of  his  blood  ; 

Venture  on  him,  venture  freely  ; 
Let  no  othei  trust  intrude  : 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  heirless  sinners  good. 

7  Saints  and  angels  join'd  in  concert, 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 

While  the  blissful  courts  of  heaven 
Sweetlv  echo  with  his  name: 

Hallelujah  ! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  same. 

IIyms  118.    r.  M. 

The  Lords  call— 2  Cor.  vi.  17,  18. 

f  FTus  adore  the  grace  that  seeks 

To  draw  our  hearts  above ! 
Attend,  'tis  God  the  Saviour  speaks, 
And  every  word  is  love. 

2  "  Come  forth."  he  says,  "  no  more  pursue 

The  path  that  leads  to  death  ; 
Look  up,  a  bleeding  Saviour  view, 
Look,  ami  be  sav'd  by  faith. 

3  My  sons  and  daughters  you  shall  be, 

Through  my  atoning  blood  ; 
And  you  shall  claim  and  find  in  me, 
A  Father  and  a  God." 

4  Lord,  speak  these  words  to  ev'ry  heart, 

By  thine  Almighty  voice, 

That  \vc  may  now  from  sin  depart, 
And  make  Uiv  love  our  choice. 


88  INVITING. 

Hymn]  19.    II.  4. 

The  Oospel  Trumpet. 
DLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 

The  gladly  solemn  sound  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

2  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Hath  full  atonement  made  : 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest. 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  all-atoning  Lamb; 
Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive, 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 

And  blest  in  Jesus  live  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

Hymn  1 20.     L.  M. 

Blessed  are  they  that  mourn. — Mat.  v.  4. 
TVTIY,  mourning  soul, why  flow  these  tear?1 
Why  thus  indulge  thy  doubts  and  fears  1 
Look  to  thy  Saviour  on  the  tree, 
Who  bore  the  load  of  guilt  for  thee. 


INVITING.  89 

2  Then  cease  thy  sorrows,  banish  grief, 
Though  thou  of  sinners  art  the  chief; 

The  wounds  that  make  poor  sinners  grieve, 
Are  heal'd  when  they  in  Christ  believe. 

3  Whom  Jesus  wounds,  he  wounds  to  heal — 
O,  'tis  a  mercy  thus  to  feel ; 

There's  none  can  mourn  while  dead  in  sin 
Thine  are  the  marks  of  life  within. 

4  Be  of  good  cheer ;  on  him  rely  ; 
He'li  pass  thy  great  transgressions  by ; 
And  guide  thee  safely  by  his  grace 
'Till  thou  shalt  stand  before  his  face. 

5  There  shalt  thou  sing  his  dying  love, 
With  all  the  ransom'd  throng  above, 
And  in  exalted,  joyful  lays, 

The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  praise. 

Hymn  121.     S.  M. 

Behold,  now  is  the  accepted  time. — 2  Cor.  vi.  2. 

NOW  is  th'  accepted  time, 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 

Now,  sinners,  come  without  delay, 

And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 
The  Saviour  calls  to-day; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late, 
Then  why  should  you  delay  '? 

'3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  gospel  bids  you  come ; 

And  ev'ry  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 


90  INVITING. 

4  Lord,  draw  reluctant  souls, 

And  feast  them  with  thy  love: 
Then  will  the  angels  spread  their  wings, 
And  bear  the  news  above. 

Hymn  122.    II.  3. 

Invitation  to  Christ. 

"DEACE,    troubled   soul,   whose   plaintive 
moan 

Hath  taught  each  scene  the  note  of  wo; 
Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 

And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow. 
Behold,  the  precious  balm  is  found, 
To  lull  thy  pain,  and  heal  thy  wound! 
8   Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  opprest, 

On  Jesus  cast  thy  weighty  load ; 
In  him  thy  refuge  find,  thy  rest, 

Safe  in  the  mercy  of  thy  God  : 
Thy  God  's  thy  Saviour,  glorious  word  ! 
O  hear,  believe  and  bless  the  Lord  ! 
4  As  spring  the  winter,  day  the  night, 

Peace,  sorrow's  gloom  shall  chase  away; 
And  smiling  joy,  a  seraph  bright, 

Shall  tend  thy  steps,  and  near  thee  stay, 
Whilst  glory  weaves  th'  immortal  crown, 
And  waits  to  claim  thee  for  her  own. 

Hymn  123.  III.  1. 

Redeeming  Love. — Psalm  cxi.  9. 
TVOW  begin  the  heav'nly  theme, 

Sing  aloud  in  Jesus's  name; 
Ye  who  Jesus's  kindness  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 


91 


2  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears: 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Canceird  by  redeeming  love. 

3  Ye,  alas  !  who  long  have  been 
Willing  slaves  to  death  and  sin ; 
Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove, 
Stop  and  taste  redeeming  love. 

4  Welcome,  all  by  sin  opprest, 
Welcome  to  the  Saviour's  breast, 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

Hymn  124.  III.  1. 

The  faithful  appeal.— Ezekiel  xxxiii.  11. 
gINNERS,  turn,  why  will  ye  die] 

God,  your  Maker  asks  you  why  1 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live  ; 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands, 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands  ; 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die  1 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  '.' 
God  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why  1 
He,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself  that  ye  might  live. 
Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  1 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  1 

Why,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  diel 

3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  1 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why  1 


92  INVITING. 

He  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
Woo'd  you  to  embrace  his  love : 
Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  1 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ] 
O,  ye  dying  sinners,  why, 
Why  will  ye  for  ever  die  1 

Hymn  12_>.  III.  2. 

Come  and  welcome. 
"fROM  the  cross  uplifted  high, 

Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die, 
What  melodious  sounds  I  hear 
Bursting  on  my  ravish'd  ear! 
Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner  come. 

2  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne, 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan  1 
On  my  pierced  body  laid, 

Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid. 
Bow  the  knee,  and  kiss  the  Son, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner  come. 

3  Spread  for  thee  the  festal  board, 
See  with  richest  dainties  stor'd ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  presl, 
Yet  again  a  child  confest ; 
Never  from  his  hou^e  to  roam, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner  come. 

4  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end  ; 
Lo,  I  come,  your  Saviour,  Friend, 
Safe  your  spirits  to  convey 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day, 

Up  to  my  eternal  home 

Come  and  welcome,  sinner  come. 


INVITING. 

Hymn  126.  III.  1. 

The  promise  of  Christ.—  John  vi.  37. 

/^OME,  ye  weary  sinners,  come, 
All,  who  feel  your  heavy  load : 
Jesus  calls  the  wand'rers  home ; 

Hasten  to  your  pard'ning  God. 
Come,  ye  guilty  souls  oppress'd, 

Answer  to  the  Saviour's  call : 
"  Come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest ; 

Come,  and  I  will  save  you  all." 

Jesus, — full  of  truth  and  love, 

We  thy  kindest  call  obey  : 
Faithful  let  thy  mercies  prove, 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away. 
Weary  of  this  war  within, 

Weary  of  this  endless  strife, 
Weary  of  ourselves  and  sin, 

Weary  of  a  wretched  life. 

Burden'd  with  a  world  of  grief, 

Burden'd  with  our  sinful  load, 
Burden'd  with  this  unbelief, 

Burden'd  with  the  wrath  of  God, 
ho,  we  come  to  thee  for  ease, 

True  and  gracious  as  thou  art; 
Now  our  weary  souls  release, 

Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart 


(94) 
PENITENTIAL. 


Hymn  127.     C.  M. 

The  contrite  heart. 

^HE  Lord  will  happiness  divine 

On  contrite  hearts  bestow: 
Then  tell  me,  gracious  God,  is  mine 
A  contrite  heart  or  no  ? 

2  I  hear,  but  seem  to  hear  in  vain, 
Insensible  as  steel ; 
If  aught  is  felt,  'tis  only  pain 
To  find  I  cannot  feel. 

I  sometimes  think  myself  inclin'd 

To  love  thee  if  I  could ; 
But  often  feel  another  mind, 

Averse  to  all  that 's  good. 

4  My  best  desires  are  faint  and  few, 

I  fain  would  strive  for  more ; 
But  when  I  cry,  "  My  strength  renew," 
Seem  weaker  than  before. 

5  I  see  thy  saints  with  comfort  fill'd, 

When  in  thy  house  of  pray'r  ; 
But  still  in  bondage  I  am  held, 
And  find  no  comfort  there. 

6  Oh,  make  this  heart  rejoice  or  ache ; 

Decide  this  doubt  for  me ; 
And  if  it  be  not  broken,  break — 
And  heal  it  if  it  be. 


PENITENTIAL.  96 

Hymn  128.    S.  M. 

The  shining  light. 
TVTY  former  hopes  are  dead — 

My  terror  now  begins ; 
I  feel,  alas !  that  I  am  dead 

In  trespasses  and  sins. 
Ah,  whither  shall  I  fly  1 

I  hear  the  thunder  roar ; 
The  law  proclaims  destruction  nigh, 

And  vengeance  at  the  door. 
When  I  review  my  ways, 

I  dread  impending  doom  ; 
But  sure  a  friendly  whisper  says, 

"  Flee  from  the  wrath  to  come." 
I  see,  or  think  I  see, 

A  glimm'ring  from  afar; 
A  beam  of  day  that  shines  for  me, 

To  save  me  from  despair. 
Forerunner  of  the  sun, 

It  marks  the  pilgrim's  way ; 
I'll  gaze  upon  it  while  I  run, 

And  watch  the  rising  day. 

Hymn  129.     C.  M. 

The  Penitent's  return. 
1JO  W  sad  our  state  by  nature  is ! 

Our  sin  how  deep  it  stains  ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  souls 

Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 
But  there  's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word  : 
Ho  !  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 


96  PENITENTIAL. 

3  My  soul  obeys  the  gracious  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief: 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord  ! 
O  help  my  unbelief. 

4  To  the  blest  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly  ; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

5  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

Into  thy  arms  I  fall ; 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Jesus  and  my  all. 

Hymn  130. 

Jesus  the  Prince  and  Saviour. — Acts  v.  3L 

gAVIOUR,  Prince,  enthron'd  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 

The  humble,  contrite  heart : 
Give  what  I  have  long  implor'd, 

A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown : 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  See  mc,  Saviour,  from  above, 

Nor  sutler  me  to  die  ! 
Life,  and  happiness,  and  love, 

Drop  from  thy  gracious  eye  : 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 


penitential.  97 

Hymn  131. 

The  chief  of sinners . — J  Tim.  i.  1. 
F  ET  the  world  their  virtue  boast, 

Their  works  of  righteousness  ! 
I,  a  wretch  undone  and  lost, 
Am  freely  sav'd  by  grace ; 
Other  title  I  disclaim  ; 

This,  only  this,  is  all  my  plea: 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 
But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

2  Happy  they  whose  joys  abound, 

Like  Jordan's  swelling  stream ; 
Who  their  heaven  in  Christ  have  found, 

And  give  the  praise  to  him ; 
Meanest  follower  of  the  Lamb, 

His  steps  I  at  a  distance  see; 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

3  Jesus,  thou  for  me  hast  died, 

And  thou  in  me  wilt  live  ; 
I  shall  feel  thy  death  apply'd ; 

I  shall  thy  life  receive: 
Yet  when  melted  in  the  flame 

Of  love,  this  shall  be  all  my  plea, 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

Hymn  132.     S.  M. 

Bethesda's  Pool.— John  vi.  2—4. 
"DESIDE  the  gospel  pool, 
Appointed  for  the  poor, 
From  year  to  year  my  helpless  soul 
Has  waited  for  a  cure. 
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98  PENITENTIAL. 

2  How  often  have  I  seen 

The  healing  waters  move  ; 
And  others  round  me,  stepping  in, 
Their  efficacy  prove ! 

3  But  my  complaints  remain  ; 

I  feel  the  very  same; 
As  full  of  guilt,  and  fear,  and  pain, 
As  when  at  first  I  came. 

4  "  Poor  sinful,  dying  soul, 

Why  linger  here  and  die ! 
Only  consent  to  be  made  whole, 
You  need  no  longer  lie." 

5  "  The  Saviour  passing  by 

Well  knows  your  sinking  state, 
And  while  the  Saviour  is  so  nigh, 
The  sinner  need  not  wait." 

6  "  Jesus  is  full  of  grace, 

He  never  will  permit, 
A  soul,  that  fain  would  see  his  face, 
To  perish  at  his  feet." 

Hymn  133.     C.  M. 

Imploring  Mercy. — Luke  xviii.  13. 

T  OKD,  at  thy  feet  in  dust  I  lie, 
And  knock  at  mercy's  door; 
With  humble  heart  and  weeping  eye, 
Thy  favour  I  implore. 

2  On  me,  O  Lord,  do  thou  display 

Thy  rich  forgiving  love; 

O  take  my  heinous  guilt  away, 

This  heavy  load  remove. 


PENITENTIAL.  09 

3  Without  thy  grace,  I  sink  opprest 

Down  to  the  gates  of  hell : 
O  give  my  troubled  spirit  rest, 
And  all  my  fears  dispel. 

4  'Tis  mercy,  mercy,  I  implore 

O  may  thy  bowels  move : 
Thy  grace  is  an  exhaustless  store, 
And  thou  thyself  art  love. 

5  Should  I  at  last  in  heav'n  appear, 

To  join  thy  saints  above  ; 
I'll  shout  that  mercy  brought  me  there, 
And  sing  thy  bleeding  love. 

Hymn  134     I,  M. 

Woman  of  Canaan. — Matt.  xv.  27. 
I3EHOLD  a  sinner,  dearest  Lord, 

Encourag'd  by  thy  gracious  word, 
Would  venture  near  to  seek  that  bread, 
With  which  thy  children  here  are  fed. 

2  Do  not  the  humble  suit  deny, 
Of  such  a  guilty  wretch  as  I ; 

But  let  me  feed  on  crumbs,  though  small, 
Which  from  thy  bounteous  table  fall. 

3  I  am  a  sinner,  Lord,  I  own  ; 
By  sin  and  guilt  I  am  undone ; 

Yet  will  I  wait,  and  plead,  and  pray, 
Since  none  are  empty  sent  away. 

Hymn  135.     L.  M. 

Deep  humiliation. 
f~*  AN  such  a  wretch  for  pardon  sue  ! 
^   My  crimes,  my  crimes  arise  in  view, 
Arrest  my  trembling  tongue  in  prayer, 
And  pour  the  horrors  of  despair. 


100  PENITENTIAL. 

2  But  thou,  regard  my  contrite  sighs, 
My  tortur'd  breast,  my  streaming  eyes; 
To  me  thy  boundless  love  extend, 

My  God,  my  Father,  and  my  Friend. 

3  These  lovely  names  I  ne'er  could  plead, 
Had  not  thy  Son  vduehsaf'd  to  bleed ; 
His  blood  procures  our  fallen  race 
Admittance  to  the  throne  of  grace. 

4  When  sin  has  shot  its  poison'd  dart, 
And  conscious  guilt  corrodes  the  heart, 
His  blood  is  all-sufficient  found 

To  draw  the  shaft  and  heal  the  wound. 

5  What  arrows  pierce  so  deep  as  sin  1 
What  venom  gives  such  pain  within  1 
Thou  great  Physician  of  the  soul, 
Rebuke  my  pangs,  and  make  me  whole. 

Hymn  136.   II.  3. 

Access  to  the  Father  through  Christ. 
"PATHER  of  Jesus  Christ,  the  Just, 
"■     My  Friend  and  Advocate  with  thee, 
Pity  a  soul  that  fain  would  trust 

In  him  who  liv'd  and  died  for  me : 
But  only  thou  canst  make  him  known, 
And  in  my  heart  reveal  thy  Son. 

2  If  drawn  by  thine  alluring  grace, 
My  want  of  living  faith  I  feel, 
Show  me  in  Christ  thy  smiling  face, 

What  flesh  and  blood  can  ne'er  reveal ; 
Thy  co-eternal  Son  display, 
And  speak  my  darkness  into  day. 


PENITENTIAL.  101 

3  The  gift  unspeakable  impart: 

Command  the  light  of  faith  to  shine; 

To  shine  in  my  dark,  drooping  heart, 
And  fill  me  with  the  life  divine; 

Now  bid  the  new  creation  be  ; 

O  God,  let  there  be  faith  in  me ! 

Hymn  137.     S.  M. 

Prayer  for  repr.ntavce. 

r\  THAT  I  could  repent, 
With  all  my  idols  part, 
And  to  thy  gracious  eye  present 
An  humble  contrite  heart : 

2  A  heart  with  grief  opprest 

For  having  griev'd  my  God  ; 

A  troubled  heart  that  cannot  rest 

Till  sprinkled  with  thy  blood. 

3  Jesus,  on  me  bestow 

The  penitent  desire: 
With  true  sincerity  of  wo 
My  aching  breast  inspire; 

4  With  soft'ning  pity  look, 

And  melt  my  hardness  down: 
Strike  with  thy  love's  resistless  stroke, 
And  break  this  heart  of  stone  ! 

Hymn  138.    III.  1. 

The  sufferings  of  Christ  pleaded.— I  John  i.  7. 
I"  ORD  !  thou  know'st  my  wretched  case; 

Thou  the  curse  of  sin  remove  ; 
Save  me  by  thy  richest  grace, 
Save  me  by  thy  pard'ning  love. 


102  PENITENTIAL. 

2  Let  me  hear  the  welcome  sound, 

Speak  if  still  thou  canst  forgive ; 
Speak,  and  let  the  lost  be  found 
Speak,  and  let  the  dying  live. 

3  By  thy  pangs  and  bloody  sweat, 

By  thy  depth  of  grief  unknown, 
Save  me,  prostrate  at  thy  feet, 
Save,  O  save  thy  ransomed  one. 

4  By  thy  mortal  groans  and  sighs, 

By  thy  precious  death  I  pray, 

Hear  my  humble  heart-felt  cries  ; 

Take,  O  take  my  sins  away. 

Hymn  139. 

The  compassion  of  Jesus. 

Q  THOU  meek  and  gentle  Lamb ! 

Fury  is  not  in  thee  ; 
Thou  continuest  still  the  same, 

And  still  thy  grace  is  free; 
Still  thine  arms  are  open  wide, 

Wretched  sinners  to  receive  : 
Thou  hast  once  for  sinners  died, 

That  all  may  turn  and  live. 

2  Lo !  I  take  thee  at  thy  word, 

My  foolishness  I  mourn  ; 
Unto  thee,  my  bleeding  Lord, 

However  late,  I  turn  : 
Yes !  I  yield,  I  yield  at  last, 

Listen  to  thy  speaking  blood  ; 
Me,  with  all  my  sins,  I  cast 

On  my  atoning  God. 


PENITENTIAL.  103 

Hymn  140.     L.  M. 

Seeking  pardon.— Psalm  xxvii.  8. 
J^ORD,  at  thy  feet  I  prostrate  fall  : 

Opprest  with  fears,  to  thee  I  call : 
Reveal  thy  pardoning  love  to  me, 
And  set  my  captive  spirit  free. 

2  Hast  thou  not  said,  "  Seek  ye  my  face  I" 
The  invitation  I  embrace  ; 

I'll  seek  thy  face — thy  Spirit  give  ! 
O  let  me  see  thy  face,  and  live. 

3  I'll  seek  thy  face  with  cries  and  tears, 
With  secret  sighs  and  fervent  prayers  ; 
And  if  not  heard,  I'll  waiting  sit, 
And  perish  at  my  Saviour's  feet. 

4  Then  venture,  O  my  sou!,  in  prayer, 
For  none  can  perish  pleading  there  : 
The  blood  of  Christ,  that  crimson  sea, 
Shall  wash  my  load  of  guilt  away. 

Hymn  141.     I,  M. 

The  death  of  Christ  for  sinners. 
HPHE  Lord  of  life,  the  Saviour  dies, 

For  mortal  crimes,  a  sacrifice  : 
What  love,  what,  mercy,  how  divine ! 
Jesus,  and  can  I  call  thee  mine  1 — 

2  Be  all  my  heart,  and  all  my  days 
Devoted  to  my  Saviour's  praise ; 
And  let  my  glad  obedience  prove, 
How  much  I  owe,  how  much  I  love. 

3  Let  humble,  penitential  wo, 

With  painful  pleasing  anguish  flow; 
And  thy  forgiving    love    impart 
Life,  hope,  and  joy  to  every  heart. 


104  PENITENTIAL. 

Hymn  142.    C.  H. 

The  Effort. 
A  PPROACH,  ray  soul,  the  mercy-seat 
Where  Jesus  answers  prayer ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  venture  nigh  ; 
Thou  callestburden'd  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  0  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  prest  ; 
By  wars  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding  place, 

That,  shelter 'd  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 

And  tell  him,  "  Thou  hast  died." 

5  Oh  wondrous  love!  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame  ; 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 

6  "  Poor  tempest-tossed  soul,  be  still, 

My  promis'd  grace  receive  ;" 
'Tis  Jesus  speaks — I  must,  I  will, 
I  can,  I  do  believe. 

Hymn  143.     L.  M. 

The  Penitent's  Prayer. 
C\  LORD,  my  God,  in  mercy  turn, 
In  mercy  hear  a  sinner  mourn  ; 
To  thee  I  call,  to  thee  I  cry, 
0  leave  me,  leave  me  not  to  die  !  . 


PENITENTIAL.  105 

2  I  strove  against  thee,  Lord,  I  know, 

I  spurn'd  thy  grace,  I  mock'd  thy  la-w  ; 
The  hour  is  past — the  day  's  gone  by, 
And  I  am  left  alone  to  die. 

3  Yet  Jesus,  Jesus  !  there  I'll  cling, 

I'll  crowd  beneath  thy  shelt'ring  wing; 
I'll  clasp  the  cross,  and  holding  there, 
E'en  me,  oh  bliss ! — his  wrath  may  spare. 

Hymn  144.     C.  M. 

The  Sinner's  cry  for  help. 
"PATHER,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee, 

No  other  help  I  know  ; 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah,  whither  shall  I  go  ] 

2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath  ! 
What  pain,  what  labour,  to  secure 
My  soul  from  endless  death ! 

3  0  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 

I  now  should  feel  thy  power  ; 
Now  my  poor  soul  thou  wouldst  retrieve, 
Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour. 

4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes : 
O  let  me  now  receive  that  gift ; 
My  soul  without  it  dies. 

5  Surely  thou  canst  not  let  me  die ; 

O  speak,  and  I  shall  live ; 

And  here  I  will  unwearied  lie, 

Till  thou  thy  Spirit  give. 


106  PENITENTIAL. 

6  The  worst  of  sinners  would  rejoice, 
Could  they  but  see  thy  face  : 
O  let  me  hear  thy  quick'ning  voice, 
And  taste  thy  pard'ning  grace ! 

Hymn  145.     C.  M. 

Absence  from  God. 
f\  THOU,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  humble  cry  ; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye  : 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wand'rer  mourn  ! 
Thyself  hast  bid  me  seek  thy  face ; 
Thyself  hast  said,  Return. 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  1 
Thy  word  of  promise  cannot  fail, 
My  tow'r  of  safe  retreat. 

4  Absent  from  thee,  my  guide,  my  light, 

Without  one  cheering  ray  ; 
Through  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy  night, 
How  desolate  my  way  ! 

5  O  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 
And  let  thy  Spirit's  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joy  divine  ! 

Hymn  146.     CM. 

The.  healing  Saviour. 
TIEAL  us,  Immanuel;  here  we  stand, 
"^   Waiting  to  feel  thy  touch ; 
To  wounded  souls  stretch  forth  thy  hand ; 
Blest  Saviour,  we  are  such. 


PENITENTIAL.  107 

2  Remember  him  who  once  applied, 

With  trembling,  for  relief  ; 
"  Lord,  I  believe,"  with  tears,  he  cried, 
"  Oh,  help  my  unbelief." 

3  She  too,  who  touch'd  thee  in  the  press, 

And  healing  virtue  stole, 
Was  answer'd,  "  Daughter,  go  in  peace, 
Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole." 

4  Like  her,  with  hopes  and  fears  we  come, 

To  touch  thee  if  we  may ; 
Oh,  send  us  not  despairing  home, 
Send  none  unheal' d  away. 

Hymn  147.     L.  M. 

The  Penitent's  Supplication. 

HOUGH  I  have  griev'd  thy  spirit,  Lord, 
Thy  help  and  comfort  still  afford  : 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring ; 

The  God  of  Grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

3  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemn'd  to  die. 

4  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways ; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sov'reign  grace ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pard  ning  God. 


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108  PENITENTIAL. 

5  O  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue : 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song: 
And  all  my  pow'rs  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 

Hymn  148.     CM. 

Penitential— Jer.  iii.  22.— Hos.  xiv.  4. 
XJOW  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 

Has  wander' d  from  the  Lord  ! 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word  ! 

2  Yet  sovereign  mercy  calls,  "Return:" 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come! 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn  ; 
O  take  the  wand'rer  home  1 

3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove  1 
And  shall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  1 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  pow'r 

How  glorious,  how  divine! 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pard'ning  love,  so  free,  so  sweet, 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore; 
O  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

Hymn  149.     L.  M. 

The  Pool  of  BetkesOa-.—JoHil  v.  2—1. 
TTOW  long,  thou  faithful  God,  shall  I 
■*■      Here  in  thy  ways  forgotten  lie  ] 
When  shall  the  means  of  healing  be 
The  channels  of  thy  grace  to  me  ? 


PENITENTIAL.  109 

2  Sinners  on  every  side  step  in, 
And  wash  away  their  pain  and  sin ; 
But  I,  a  helpless  sin-sick,  soul, 
Still  lie  expiring  at  the  pool. 

3  Thou  cov'nant-angel,  swift  come  down, 
To-day  thine  own  appointments  crown ; 
Thy  pow'r  into  the  means  infuse, 

And  give  them  now  their  sacred  use. 

4  Thou  seest  me  lying  at  the  pool ; 

I  would,  thou  know'st  I  would  be  whole ; 

0  let  the  troubled  waters  move 
And  minister  thy  healing  love. 

Hymn  150.     L.  M. 

Penitential. 

f\  THAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone  ! 
^  O  that  I  could  at  last  submit, 
At  Jesus's  feet  to  lay  it  down  ! 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet. 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find : 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thy  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free ; 

1  cannot  rest,  till  pure  within, 

Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  But  thou  must  give  the  will  and  power : 

My  heart  from  ev'ry  sin  release ; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 


110  PENITENTIAL. 

Hymn  151.     L.  M. 

The  Penitent  pardoned. 
QUILT Y  and  vile,  before  my  God, 

I  dread  the  vengeance  of  thy  rod  ; 
My  sins  like  lofty  mountains  grown, 
Might  justly  bring  thy  vengeance  down. 

2  Thy  justice  dreadful  glory  claims, 
And  bids  me  sink,  to  endless  flames  ; 
And  while  I  hear  thy  thunders  roar, 
I  own  thy  justice,  and  adore. 

3  Jesus,  to  thee  alone  I  fly; 
And  wilt  thou  let  a  sinner  die 
Whilst  trusting  on  thy  sacred  blood 
I  seek  no  other  way  to  God  1 

4  Thy  tender  heart  will  sure  forgive, 
And  bid  a  guilty  sinner  live ; 

For  all  that  come,  thy  grace  is  free, 
For  Saul,  and  Magdalen,  and  me. 

Hymn  152.     L.  JM. 

Shame  ana  confusion  of  face  belong  to  me. 
T  OWN  my  guilt,  my  sins  confess; 

Can  men  or  devils  make  them  more  ! 
Of  crimes  already  numberless, 

Vain  the  attempt  to  swell  the  score. 

2  Were  the  black  list  before  nry  sight, 

While  I  remember  thou  hast  died, 
'Twill  only  urge  my  speedier  flight, 
To  seek  salvation  at  thy  side. 

3  Low  at  thy  feet  I'll  cast  me  down, 

To  thee  reveal  my  guilt  and  fear  : 

And,  if  thou  spurn  me  from  thy  throne, 

I'll  be  the  first  who  perish'd  there. 


PENITENTIAL.  Ill 

Hymn  153.     II.  4. 

Who  can  tell  ? — Jonah  iii.  9. 
QREAT  God!  to  thee  I  make 

My  wants  and  sorrows  known  ; 
And  with  an  humble  hope, 

Approach  thine  awful  throne  : 
Though  by  my  sins  deserving  hell, 
I'll  not  despair — for  who  can  tell  1 

0  thou,  who  by  a  word 

My  drooping  soul  canst  cheer, 
And  by  thy  Spirit,  form 

Thy  glorious  image  there  ! 
My  heart  subdue,  my  fears  dispel ; 

1  must  repent — for  who  can  tell  1 
While  conscience  thunders  loud, 

To  thee  alone  I  fly — 
Fall  down  before  thy  face, 

And  mightily  will  cry  ; 
Though  fears  prevail  that  I  should  dwell 
In  endless  flames — yet  who  can  tell  1 
God  hath  an  ear  to  hear, 

While  I've  a  heart  to  pray : 
To  him,  I  will  submit, 

And  give  myself  away : 
If  he  be  mine,  all  will  be  well, 
For  ever  so — and  who  can  tell  1 

Hymn  154.    II.  3. 

Christ  desires  not  the  sinner's  death. 
T1TOULD  Jesus  have  the  sinner  die  1 

Why  hangs  he  then  on  yonder  tree  : 
What  means  that  strange  expiring  cry  ; 
(Sinners  he  prays  for  you  and  me  ;) 


112  PENITENTIAL. 

"  Forgive  them,  Father,  0  forgive  ! 
They  know  not  that  by  me  they  live !" 

2  Thou  loving,  all-atoning  Lamb, 

Thee,  by  thy  painful  agony,  , 
Thy  bloody  sweat,  thy  grief  and  shame, 

Thy  cross  and  passion  on  the  tree, 
Thy  precious  death  and  life — I  pray 
Take  all,  take  all  my  sins  away. 

3  0  let  thy  love  my  heart  constrain, 

Thy  love  for  every  sinner  free, 
That  every  fallen  son  of  man, 

May  taste  the  grace  that  found  out  me 
That  all  mankind  with  me  may  prove, 
Thy  sovereign,  everlasting  love. 

Hymn  155.     L.  M. 

Inconstant  heart  lamented. 

A  H  wretched,  vile  ungrateful  heart, 

That  can  from  Jesus  thus  depart ; 
Thus  fond  of  trifles,  vainly  rove, 
Forgetful  of  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  In  vain,  I  charge  my  thoughts  to  stay, 
And  chide  each  vanity  away  ; 

In  vain,  alas  !  resolve  to  bind 

This  rebel  heart,  this  wand'ring  mind. 

3  Through  all  resolves  how  soon  it  flies, 
And  mocks  the  weak,  the  slender  ties ; 
There  's  nought  beneath  a  pow'r  divine, 
That  can  this  roving  heart  confine. 

4  Jesus,  to  thee  I  will  return, 
And  at  thy  feet  repenting  mourn : 
There  let  me  view  thy  pard'ning  love, 
And  never  from  thy  sight  remove. 


PENITENTIAL.  113 

5  0  let  thy  love,  with  sweet  control, 
Bind  all  the  passions  of  my  soul ; 
Bid  ev'ry  vanity  depart, 
And  dwell  for  ever  in  my  heart. 

Hymn  156.     L.  M. 

Hardness  of  Heart  lamented. 
C\  FOR  a  glance  of  heav'nly  day, 

To  melt  this  stubborn  stone  away ; 
And  thaw,  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rend,  the  earth  can  quake, 
The  seas  can  roar,  the  mountains  shake; 
Of  feeling,  all  things  show  some  sign, 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  Eternal  Spirit,  mighty  God, 
Come,  shed  thy  influence  abroad ; 
'Tis  thy  rich  grace,  and  that  alone 
Can  move  and  melt  this  heart  of  stone. 

Hymn  157.     C.  M. 

Joy  in  heaven  over  the  penitent. 
TlfHEN  his  lost  sheep  the  shepherd  finds, 

He  calls  his  friends  around ; 
°  Rejoice  with  me,  my  friends,"  he  cries, 
"  My  wand'ring  sheep  is  found." 

2  Far  more  exalted  joys  arise, 

When  a  lost  sinner  turns, 

And  in  the  anguish  of  his  soul, 

His  past  offences  mourns : 

3  Transports  of  unexpected  bliss 

Pervade  th'  angelic  choir  ; 
"  Another  wand'rer  found,"  they  sing, 
And  sweep  the  sounding  lyre. 
H 


114  PENITENTIAL. 

4  The  reconciled  Father  joys 

To  see  the  sinner  weep, 
And  Jesus,  with  extended  arms, 
Welcomes  his  ransom'd  sheep. 

5  Lord,  we  like  sheep  have  gone  astray, 

Restore  us  to  thy  fold  ; 
And  there,  that  we  no  more  may  rove, 
Thy  helpless  wand'rers  hold. 

Hymn  158.     L.  M. 

Separation  from  sin. 
TVTY  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
■*"       A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee : 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove. 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth. 
And  thus  debase  my  heav'nly.  birth  1 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  all  my  purest  joys  forego  1 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense  ; 
Thy  grace,  O  Lord,  can  draw  me  thence  : 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 

And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

Hymn  159.    L.  M. 

Pleading  for  God's  forbearance. 
CJTAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay  ; 

Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite, 
Nor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 
2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been, 
And  long  in  vain  thy  grace  receiv'd ; 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen  ; 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  griev'd  : 


PRAISE  AND   REJOICING.  115 

3  Yet  oh  !  the  mourning  sinner  spare, 
In  honour  of  my  great  High  Priest; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear 

T'  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  rest. 

4  My  weary  soul,  0  God,  release; 
Upraise  me  with  thy  gracious  hand  ; 
Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 


PRAISE  AXD  RE.T01CLVG. 


Hymn  160.    II.  2. 

Praise. 
I'LL  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death 
Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs  : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  ;  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  , 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  : 
He  saves  th'  opprest,  he  feeds  the  poor  ; 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind — 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind  ; 

He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace  ; 


116  PRAISE  AND  REJOICING. 

He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 

4  He  loves  his  saints — he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell: 

Thy  God,  0  Zion,  ever  reigns ; 
Let  ev'ry  tongue,  let  ev'n^  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  ; 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

Hymn  161.     S.  M. 

Heavenly  joy  on  earth. 

r^OME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  your  joys  be  known  ; 

Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 

And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banish'd  from  this  place  ; 
Religion  never  was  design'd 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below ; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground, 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

4  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heav'nly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  through  Immanuel's  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


PRAISE  AND  REJOICING.  117 

Hymn  162.    C.  M. 

Jesus—  Precious  to  them  that  believe. — 1  Peter  ii.  7. 
TESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 

'Tis  music  to  my  ear ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  earth  and  heav'n  might  hear. 

2  Yes.  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  transport  and  my  trust : 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  pow'rs  can  wish, 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  shall. dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there  ; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I'll  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name, 

With  my  last  lab'ring  breath  : 
And  dying,  clasp  thee,  in  my  arms 
The  antidote  of  death. 

Hymn  183.     C.  M. 

The  thankful  heart. 

^yHAT  shall  I  do  my  God  to  love  ! 

My  loving  God  to  praise ; 
The  length,  and  breadth,  and  height  to  prove, 
And  depth  of  sovereign  grace  ? 
2  The  de;>th  of  all-redeeming  love, 
What  angel  tongue  can  tell  ? 
O  may  I  to  the  utmost  prove 
The  gift  unspeakable ! 


118  PRAISE  AND  REJOICING. 

3  Come  quickly,  gracious  Lord,  and  take 

Possession  of  thine  own  ; 
My  longing  heart  vouchsafe  to  make 
Thine  everlasting  throne. 

Hymn  164.     L.  M. 

Praise. 
Y^HIL-E  here  on  earth  I'm  call'd  to  stay, 
I  '11  praise  my  God  from  day  to  day  ; 
Jesus  hath  vvash'd  away  my  sin, 
And  made  my  soul  complete  in  him. 
2  When  I  am  brought  before  his  throne, 
I'll  sing  the  wonders  he  hath  done; 
And  join  with  ai!  the  ransom'd  race, 
To  praise  the  riches  of  his  grace. 

4  Through  all  eternity  I'll  view 
My  Jesus,  and  admire  him  too  ; 
Praise  shall  attune  my  warbling  tongue, 
And  grace,  free  grace,  be  all  my  song. 

Hymn  165.    IK.  5. 

Lore  tn  Chri.it. 
Q  THOU  God  of  my  salvation, 

My  Redeemer  from  all  sin  ; 
Mov'd  by  thy  divine  compassion, 
Who  ha.st  die<4  my  heart  to  win, 

I  will  praise  thee, 
Where  shall  I  lay  praise  begin  ] 

2  Though  unseen,  I  love  the  Saviour  ; 
He  hath  brojight  salvation  near; 
Manifests  his  pard'ning  favour ; 
And  when  Jesus  doth  appear, 

Soul  and  body. 
Shall  his  glorious  imasre  bear. 


PRAISE  AND  REJOICING.  119 

3   While  the  angel  choirs  are  crying 

Glory  to  the  great  I  AM  ! 

I  with  them  will  still  be  vying, 

GJory  !  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! 

O  how  precious, 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name ! 
Hymn  133.     II.  3. 

I  had  pity  on  thee. 
WHAT  am  I,  0  tbou  glorious  God ! 

And  what  my  father's  house  to  thee  ? 
That  thou  such  mercies  hast  bestow'd 

On  me,  the  vilest  reptile,  me  ! 
I  take  the  blessing  from  above, 
And  wonder  at  thy  boundless  love. 

2  Me  in  my  blood  thy  love  pass'd  by, 

And  stopp'd  my  ruin  to  retrieve  ; 
Wept  o'er  my  soul  thy  pitying  eve ; 

Thy  bowels yearn'd,  and  sounded,  "Live!' 
Dying,  I  heard  the  welcome  sound, 
And  pardon  in  thy  mercy  found. 

3  Honour,  and  might,  and  thanks,  and  praise, 

I  render  to  my  pard'ning  God ! 
Extol  the  riches  of  thy  grace, 

And  spread  thy  saving  name  abroad  ; 
That  only  name  to  sinners  given, 
Which  lifts  poor  dying  worms  to  heaven. 

Hymn  167.     C.  M. 

The  joy  of  the  Lord  is  your  strength. — jVehemiah  viii.  JO 
TOY  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow 

In  nature's  barren  soil ; 
All  we  can  boast,  till  Christ  we  know, 
Is  vanity  and  toil. 


120  PRAISE  AND  REJOICING. 

8  A  bleeding  Saviour  seen  by  faith, 
A  sense  of  pard'ning  love, 
A  hope  that  triumphs  over  death, 
Give  joys  like  those  above. 

3  To  take  a  glimpse  within  the  veil, 

To  know  that  God  is  mine, 
Are  springs  of  joy  that  never  fail, 
Unspeakable, divine  ! 

4  These  are  the  joys  which  satisfy 

And  sanctify  the  mind  ; 
Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high, 
And  leave  the  world  behind. 

5  No  more,  believer,  mourn  thy  lot ; 

O  thou  who  art  the  Lord's, 
Resign  to  those  who  know  him  not, 
Such  joy  as  earth  affords. 

Hymn  168.     II.  4. 

Ye  know  the  grace  of  our  Lord  Jesux  Christ. 

f^OME,  every  pious  heart 

.  That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 

Your  noblest  powers  exert 
To  celebrate  his  fame  : 

Tell  all  above,  and  all  below 

The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe. 

2  He  left  his  starry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  aside  ; 
On  wings  of  love  came  down, 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died  : 
What  he  endur'd,  oh,  who  can  tell  1 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell. 


PRAISE  AND  REJOICING.  121 

3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose, 

The  mansion  of  the  dead  ; 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led  : 
Up  through  the  sky  the  conqu'ror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high,  the  Saviour  God. 

4  Jesus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 

The  debt  we  owe  thy  love  : 
Yet  tell  us  how  we  may 

Our  gratitude  approve : 
Our  hearts — our  all  to  thee  we  give : 
The  gift,  though  small,  do  thou  receive. 

Hymn  169.     IV.  4. 

Exceeding  great  and  precious  promises. 
TTOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the 
XX  Lord, 

Is  laid  for  your  faith,  in  his  excellent  word  ! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath 

said  ] 
You,  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled. 

In  everv  condition,  in  sickness,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding   n  wealth, 
At  home,  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea, 
"  As  thy  days  may  demand  shall  thy  strength 
ever  be. 

"  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee ;   0  be  not  dis- 

may'd, 
For  I  am  thy  God  and  will  still  give  thee 

aid  ; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee 

to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous  omnipotent  hand. 


122  PRAISE  AND  REJOICING. 

4  "  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  the© 

to  go, 
The  rivers  of  wo  shall  not  thee  overflow  ; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  "  When   through   fiery   trials    thy   pathway 

shall  lie, 
My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply ; 
The  flames  shall  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  design, 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  "  Even  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall 

prove, 
My  sov'reign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love ; 
And  then  when  gray  hairs  shall  their  temple? 

adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be 

borne. 

7  "  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  lean'd  for  re- 

pose, 
/  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes  ; 
That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavo 

to  shake. 
Ft!  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake" 

Hymn  170.     C.  M. 

Wliat  shall  I  render.— -Psalm  cxvi.  14,  13. 
X^OR  mercies  countless  as  the  sands, 

Which  daily  I  receive 
From  Jesus  my  Redeemer's  hands, 
My  soul,  what  can'st  thou  give  1 
2  Alas  !  from  such  a  heart  as  mine, 
What  can  I  bring  him  forth  ? 
My  best  is  stain'd  and  dy'd  with  sin, 
My  all  is  nothing  worth. 


PRAISE  AXD  REJOICING.  123 

3  Yet  this  acknowledgment  I'll  make 
For  all  he  has  bestow'd; 
Salvation's  sacred  cup  I'll  take, 
And  call  upon  my  God. 

1  The  best  return  for  one  like  me, 

So  wretched  and  so  poor, 
Is  from  his  gifts  to  draw  a  plea, 
And  ask  him  still  for  more. 

5  I  cannot  serve  him  as  I  ought ; 
No  works  have  I  to  boast ; 
Yet  would  I  glory  in  the  thought 
That  I  shall  owe  him  most. 

Hymn  171.     L.  M. 

The  Christian's  Hope. 

\^"HXT  sinners  value  I  resign; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  : 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show ; 
But  ihe  bright  world  to  which  I  go — 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere ; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  1 

3  0  glorious  hour  !   O  blest  abode  ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God  ! 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 


124  PRAISE  AND  REJOICING. 

Hymn  172.    III.  5. 

Hope,  encouraged. — Ps.  Ixii.  5- 

C\  MY  soul,  what  means  this  sadness  ? 

Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down  ? 
Let  thy  griefs  be  turn'd  to  gladness ; 
Bid  thy  restless  fears  begone; 

Look  to  Jesus, 
And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 

2  What  though  Satan's  strong  temptations 

Vex  and  grieve  thee  day  by  day  ; 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 
Often  fill  thee  with  dismay  ; 

Thou  shalt  conquer 
Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 

3  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee, 

From  without  and  from  within ; 
Jesus  saith  he'll  ne'er  forget  thee, 
But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin  : 

He  is  faithful 
To  perform  his  gracious  word. 

4  Though  distresses  now  attend  thee, 

And  thou  treadst  the  thorny  road  : 
His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee ; 
Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God  ! 

Therefore  praise  him — 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

Hymn  173.     C.  M. 

The  name  of  Jesus. — Solomon's  Song,  i.  3. 
Tl  O  W  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds, 

In  a  believer's  ear  ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 


PRAISE  AND  REJOICING.  125 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary,  rest. 

3  Dear  name !  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 

My  shield  and  hiding  place  ; 
My  never  failing  treas'ry,  fill'd 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

4  By  thee  my  pray'rs  acceptance  gain, 

Although  with  sin  defiTd  ; 
Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 
And  I  am  own'd  a  child. 

5  Jesus !  my  Shepherd,  Husband,  Friend, 

My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King ; 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

6  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

7  Till  then,  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  ev'ry  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

Hymn  174.     L.  M. 

Restoring  and  preserving  Qra.ce. 

TTITITH  all  my  pow'rs  of  heart  and  tong 

*  *     I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song; 
Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song  and  join  the  praise. 


126  PRAISE  AND  REJOICING. 

2  To  God  I  cried,  when  troubles  rose ; 
He  heard  me,  and  subdued  my  foes : 
My  rising  fears  he  did  control, 

And  strength  diffus'd  through  all  my  soul ! 

3  Amidst  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  his  hand  ; 
His  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

4  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins, 
To  save  from  sorrow  and  from  sins  : 
The  work  that  mercy  undertakes, 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes. 

Hymn  175.     C.  M. 

Praise  to  Jesus  Christ. 
PJOME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus ! 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  hearts  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us ! 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  pow'r  divine; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine  ! 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  Him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 


PRAISE  AND  REJOICING.  127 

Hymn  176.     C.  M. 

Christ  Lord  of  all. 

A  LL  hail,  the  great  Immanuel's  name  ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall  ; 

Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Let  high-born  seraphs  tune  the  lyre, 

And  as  they  tune  it,  fall 
Before  his  face  who  tunes  their  choir, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call ; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 
Go  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  ail. 

5  Let  ev'ry  tribe,  and  every  tongue 

That  bound  creation's  ball. 

Now  shout,  in  universal  song, 

The  crowned  Lord  of  all. 

Hymn  177.    IV.  2. 

Adoration. 
fpHIS  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 

Our  faithful  unchangeable  Friend  ; 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  pow'r, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 
2  'Tis  Jesus,  the  First  and  the  Last, 

Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home, 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that 's  to  come. 


128  PRAISE  AND  REJOICING. 

Hymn  178.    IV.  3. 

The  greatest  of  these  is  Love. 

JIY  Faith  we  are  come  to  our  permanent 
home; 

By  Hope  we  the  rapture  improve ; 
By  Love  we  still  rise,  and  look  down  on  the 

For  the  heav'n  of  heav'ns  is  love,     [skies, 

2  What  a  rapturous  song,  whei    the  glorified 

In  the  spirit  of  harmony  join  :         [throne 
Join  all  the  glad  choirs,  hearts,  voices,  and 
lyres; 
And  the  burden  is — mercy  divine. 

3  Hallelujah  they  cry,  to  the  King  of  the  sky, 

To  the  great  everlasting  I  AM — 
To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain,  and  liveth  again— 
Hallelujah  to  God  axd  the  Lamb. 

Hymn  179.    IV.  1. 

I  mill  never  fail  thee,  nor  forsake  thee. 
rpHOUGH    troubles    assail,  and   dangers 
affright,  [unite, 

Though  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever  betide, 
The  promise  assures  us,  The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

2  No  strength  of  our  own,  nor  goodness  we 
claim : 

Our  trust  is  all  thrown  on  Jesus's  name ; 

In  this  our  strong  tower  for  safety  we  hide ; 

The  Lord  is  our  power  :  The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 


PItAISE  A'lD  rejoicing.  129 

3  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
The    word  of  his    grace    shall    comfort   us 

through  ; 
Not  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Christ  on  our 

side, 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

Hymn  180.  II.  3. 

Christ  all  in.  all. 
npHOU  hidden  source  of  calm  repose, 

Thou  all-sufficient  love  divine, 
My  help  and  refuge  from  my  foes, 

Secure  I  am  if  thou  art  mine  ! 
And  lo  !  from  sin,  and  grief,  and  shame, 
I  hide  me,  Jesus,  in  thy  name. 

2  Thy  mighty  name  salvation  is, 

And  keeps  my  happy  soul  above; 
Comfort  it  brings,  and  power,  and  peace, 

And  joy,  and  everlasting  love  : 
To  me,  with  thy  great  name  are  given, 
Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 

3  Jesus,  my  all  in  all  thou  art, 

My  rest  in  toil,  my  ease  in  pain"; 
The  med'cine  of  my  broken  heart ; 

In  war,  my  peace ;  in  loss  my  gain  t 
My  smile  beneath  the  tyrant's  frown, 
In  shame,  my  glory  and  my  crown. 

4  In  want,  my  plentiful  supply, 

In  weakness,  my  almighty  power; 
In  bonds,  my  perfect  liberty  ; 

My  light,  in  Satan's  darkest  hour  ; 
In  grief,  my  joy  unspeakable, 
Mv  life  in  death,  my  all  in  all. 
I 


130  PRAISE  AND  REJOICING. 

Hymn  181.     C.  M. 

The  Christian's  confidence. 
YITHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurl'd, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all  : 

4  There,  anchor'd  safe,  my  weary  soul 

Shall  find  eternal  rest ; 
Nor  storms  shall  beat,  nor  billows  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

Hymn  182.     L.  M. 

Will  ye  also  go  away. 
rPHOU  only  Sov'reign  of  my  heart, 

My  refuge,  my  Almighty  Friend — - 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  1 

2  Whither,  ah !  whither  shall  I  go — 

A  wretched  wand'rer  from  my  Lord  1 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  wo, 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  1 

3  Thy  Name  my  inmost  pow'rs  adore ; 

Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care ; 
Depart  from  thee  ! — 'tis  death — 'tis  more, 
'Tis  endless  ruin — deep  despair  ! 


PRAISE  AND  REJOICING.  131 

:  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie ; 

Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine: 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life  is  thine. 

Hymn  183.    IV-  2. 

Longing  for  Christ. 

HPO  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 

My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone ; 
0  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,  up, 
And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne. 
My  Saviour,  whom  absent  I  love, 
Whom  not  having  seen,  I  adore; 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 
All  glory,  dominion,  and  pow'r  ; 
Dissolve  thou  the  bonds  that  detain 
My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee  ; 
O  strike  off  the  adamant  chain, 
And  make  me  eternally  free. 
Then  that  happy  era  begins. 
When  array'd  in  srlory,  I  shine; 
And  no  longer    pierce   with  my  sins 
The  bosom  on  which  I  recline. 

Hymn  184';     ILL  3. 

Praise  for  Redemption. 

I"  ORD,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  the« 

For  the  bliss  thy  love  bestows , 
For  the  pardoning  grace  that  saves  me, 

And  the  peace  that  from  it  flows : 
Help,  0  God,  my  weak  endeavour : 

This  dull  soul  to  rapture  raise : 
Thou  must  light  the  flame,  or  never 
Can  my  love  be  warm'd  to  praise. 


132  PRAISE  AND  REJOICING. 

2  Praise,  my  soul,  the  God  that  sought  thee, 

Wretched  wand'rer,  far  astray  ; 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  brought  thee 

From  the  paths  of  death  away : 
Praise,  with  love's  devoutest  feeling, 

Him  who  saw  thy  guilt-born  fear, 
And  the  light  of  hope  revealing, 

Bade  the  blood-stain'd  cross  appear. 

3  Lord,  this  bosom's  ardent  feeling 

"Vainly  would  my  lips  express: 
Low  before  thy  footstool  kneeling, 

Deign  thy  suppliant's  prayer  to  bless. 
Let  thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  treasure, 

Love's  pure  flame  within  me  raise ; 
And,  since  words  can  never  measure, 

Let  my  life  show  forth  thy  praise. 

Hymn  185    IV.  1. 

God's  servants  should  praise  him. 
"V  E  servants  of  God, 

Your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad 
His  wonderful  Name ; 
The  Name,  all  victorious, 

Cf  Jesus,  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious, 
And  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high, 
Almighty  to  save  ; 
And  still  he  is  nigh, 
His  presence  we  have  : 


PRAISE  AND  REJOICINO.  133 

The  great  congregation 

His  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation 

To  Jesus  our  king. 

3  Salvation  to  God 

Who  sits  on  the  throne — 

Let  all  cry  aloud 

And  honour  the  Son  : 
Of  Jesus's  praises 

The  angels  proclaim  : 
Fall  down  on  your  faces 

And  worship  the  Lamb. 

4  Then  let  us  adore, 
And  give  him  his  right; 
All  glory  and  power, 
And  wisdom  and  might: 

All  honour  and  blessing, 

With  angels  above  ; 
And  thanks  never  ceasing, 

And  infinite  love. 

Hymn  188.  S.  M. 

Praise  to  Christ. 
A  WAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
^    Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb; 
Wake,  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

Sing  of  his  dying  love  ; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power  ; 
Sing,  how  he  intercedes  above, 

For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 


134  CHRISTIAN  LIPS  AND 

3  Sing,  till  we  feel  our  hearts 

Ascending  with  our  tongues  ; 

Sing,  till  the  love  of  sin  departs, 

And  grace  inspires  our  songs. 

4  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way — 

Ye  ransom'd  sinners,  ging  ! 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day, 
In  Christ,  the  exalted  King. 

5  Soon  we  shall  hear  him  say, 

"  Ye  blessed  children,  come  ;" 

Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 

And  take  his  wanderers  home. 

6  Soon  shall  our  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim  ; 
And  sweeter  voices  time  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 


CURISTLi.V  LIFE  A.YB 
EXPERIENCE. 


Hymn  183.     L.  M. 

The  Christian. 
TIONOUR  and  happiness  Unite 

To  make  the  Christian's  name  a  praise 
How  fair  the  scene,  how  clear  the  light, 
That  fills  the  remnant  of  his  days  ! 
2  A  kingly  character  he  bears, 

No  change  his  priestly  office  knows ; 
Unfading  is  the  crown  he  wears, 
Ilia  jo  vs  can  never  reach  a  close. 


EXPERIENCE.  135 

3  Adorn'd  with  glory  from  on  high, 

Salvation  shines  upon  his  face : 
His  robe  is  of  th'  ethereal  dye  ; 
His  steps  are  dignity  and  grace. 

4  Inferior  honours  he  disdains, 

Nor  stoops  to  take  applause  from  earth ; 
The  King  of  kings,  himself,  maintains 
Th'  expenses  of  his  heavenly  birth. 

5  The  noblest  creature  seen  below, 

Ordain'd  to  fill  a  throne  above ; 
God  gives  him  all  he  can  bestow, 
His  kingdom  of  eternal  love  ! 

6  My  soul  is  ravish'd  at  the  thought ! 

Methinks  from  earth  I  see  him  rise ; 
Angels  congratulate  his  lot, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies ! 


BE, 


Hkmn  1S3.     L.  M. 

Choosing-  the  better  part. 

SET  with  snares  on  ev'ry  hand, 
In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand: 
Saviour  divine,  diffuse  thy  light, 
To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right 

2  Engage  this  roving  treach'rous  heart, 
To  fix  on  Man's  better  part ; 

To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 

For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

3  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise — 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies  ; 
IV* o  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear 

But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 


136  CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND 

4  If  thou,  my  Jesus,  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die  ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee. 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 


Hymn  189.     C.  M. 

Holy  Fortitude. — 1  Cor.  xvi.  13. 
A  M  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb  1 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ! 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 

On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease  ; 
Though  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sail'd  through  bloody  seas  1 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  1 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  1 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  1 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign — 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  ! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer  though  they  die  ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skiee, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 


EXPERIENCE.  137 

Hymn  190.     L.M. 

Not  ashamed  of  Christ. 
JESUS  !  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee  ! 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days  1 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  asham'd  of  noon  ; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  'till  he. 
Bright  morning  star,  bids  darkness  flee. 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ! 
No  ;  when  I  blush — be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  yes.  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fear  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  'Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
'Till  then,  I'll  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ! 
And  O,  may  this  my  glory  be, 

That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me  ! 

Hymn  191.     L.  M. 

Parting  with  carnal  jo  s. 
T  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away — 
Away,  ye  temptei-s  of  the  mind, 
False  as  the  smooth  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 


138  CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND 

2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along, 

Down  to  the  gulf  of  black  despair  ; 
And  whilst  I  listen  to  your  song, 

Your  streams  had  e'en  convey'd  me  there. 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 

That  warn'd  me  of  that  dark  abyss ; 
That  drew  me  from  those  treach'rous  seas, 
And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above 

I  stretch  my  hands,  and  glance  my  eyes  * 
0  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies  ! 

5  There,  from  the  bosom  of  my  God, 

Oceans  of  endless  pleasure  roll ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode, 
And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 

Hymn  192.     C.  M. 

Old  things  are  passed  away. 
T  ET  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue, 
-*-^  It  has  no  charms  for  rne  ; 
Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too, 
But  grace  has  set  me  free. 

2  Its  pleasures  now  no  longer  please, 

No  more  content  afford; 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
Now  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  op'ning  day 

The  stars  are  all  conceal'd  ; 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
W  hen  Jesus  is  reveal'd. 


EXPERIENCE.  139 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice, 

I  bid  them  all  depart ; 
His  name,  and  love,  and  gracious  voice, 
Have  fix'd  my  roving  heart. 

5  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone, 

And  wholly  live  to  thee  ; 
But  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  own, 
A  worthless  worm  like  me  ] 

6  Yes  !  though  of  sinners  I'm  the  worst, 

I  cannot  doubt  thy  will  ; 
For  if  thou  hadst  not  lov'd  me  first, 
I  had  refus'd  thee  still. 

Hymn  193.     L.  M. 

The  narrow  way. 

"IT7 HAT  thousands  never  knew  the  road  ! 

What  thousands  hate  it  when  'tis  known! 
None  but  the  chosen  tribes  of  God, 
Will  seek  or  choose  it  for  their  own. 

2  A  thousand  ways  in  ruin  end; 

One  only  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
By  that  my  willing  steps  ascend, 
Pleas'd  with  a  journey  to  the  sky. 

3  The  joy  that  fades  is  not  for  me, 

I  seek  immortal  joys  above  ; 
There,  glory  without  end,  shall  be 
The  bright  reward  of  faith  and  love. 

Hymn  191.     C.  M. 

Love  (u  the  creature  is  dangerous. 

TJ  OW  vain  are  all  things  here  below ! 

How  false  and  yet  how  fair! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
And  cverv  sweet  a  snare. 


140  CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky. 

Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light ; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys  and  nearest  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense ! 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour  !  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  soul's  eternal  food  ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

Hymn  195.     C.  M. 

Pearl  of  great  price. — Matt,  xiii   46. 
"Y"E  glitt'ring  toys  of  earth,  adieu! 

A  nobler  choice  he  mine  ; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view, 
A  treasure  all  divine. 

2  Be  gone,  unworthy  of  my  cares, 

Ye  specious  baits  of  sense  ; 
Inestimahle  worth  appears, 
The  pearl  of  price  immense  ! 

3  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart- 

Of  this  dear  gift  possest, 
I'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  be  for  ever  blest. 


rxPERiE*;cE.  141 

4  Dear  Sov'reign  of  my  soul's  desires, 
Thy  love  is  bliss  divine  ; 
Accept  the  praise  that  grace  inspires, 
Since  I  can  call  thee  mine  ! 

Hymn  193.  III.  1. 

Self  examination. 
'T^IS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought : 
Do  I  love  the  Lord  or  no? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame  ? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name ! 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 

Pray'r  a  task  and  burden  prove, 
Ev'ry  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 

All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild; 
FilPd  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child  ? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 

Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do ; 
You  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 
Shoujd  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  1 


142  CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AM) 

7  Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 

Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorr'd  ; 
Find,  at  times,  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  1 

8  Lord  decide  the  doubtful  case  ! 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun  ; 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray  ; 
If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to  day. 

Hymh  197.     S.  M. 

The  Christian's  wants. 

TESUS,  my  strength,  my  hope, 

On  thee  I  cast  my  care, 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 
And  know  thou  hearest  pray'r. 

2  I  want  a  heart  to  pray, 

To  pray  and  never  cease; 
Never  to  murmur  at  thy  stay, 
Or  wish  my  sulf  'rings  less. 

3  I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self-renouncing  will, 
That  tramples  down  and  casts  behind 
The  baits  of  pleasing  ill. 

4  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee,  when  sin  is  near, 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly. 


EXPERIENCE.  143 

5  I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  single  steady  aim, 
(Unmov'd  by  threatening  or  reward) 
To  thee  and  thy  great  name. 

6  I  want  a  just  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praise  ; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn 
And  glorify  thy  grace. 

7  I  want,  with  all  my  heart, 

Thy  pleasure  to  fulfil  ; 
To  know  myself,  and  what  thou  art, 
And  what 's  thy  perfect  will. 

8  I  want,  I  know  not  what — 

I  want  my  wants  to  see  ; 
I  want — alas !  what  want  I  not, 
When  thou  art  not  with  me  1 

Hymn  198.     C.  M. 

Watchfulness  and  prayer. — Matt.  xxvi.  41. 

Q  GRACIOUS  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid  ! 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

2  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 
And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

3  Whene'er  temptations  fright  my  heart, 

Or  lure  my  feet  aside, 
My  God,  thy  pow'rful  aid  impart — 
My  guardian  and  my  guide. 


144  CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND 

4  0  keep  me  in  thy  heav'nly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 

And  let  me  never,  never  stray 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

Hymn  199.     C.  M. 

Ood  seeth  in  secret  —Matt.  vi.6. 
#~\UR  heavenly  Father's  piercing  eye 

Sees  through  the  darkest  night ; 
In  deep  retirement  He  is  nigh, 
With  heart-discerning  sight. 

2  There  let  that  piercing  eye  survey 

Our  duteous  homage  paid, 
With  every  morning's  dawning  ray, 
And  every  evening's  shade. 

3  0  God  !  may  thy  own  heavenly  fire 

The  incense  still  inflame  ; 
While  my  warm  vows  to  Thee  aspire, 
Through  my  ReJeemer's  name. 

4  So  shall  the  visits  of  thy  love, 

My  soul  in  secret  bless  ; 
So  shalt  Thou  deign  in  worlds  above, 
Thy  suppliant  to  confess. 

Hymn  200.     L.  M. 

Life  of  the  soul.— John  xiv.  9. 
YITHEN  sins  and  fears  prevailing  rise, 
And  fainting  hope  almost  expires, 
Jesus,  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

To  thee  I  breathe  my  soul's  desires. 
2  Art  thou  not  mine,  my  loving  Lord  1 
And  can  my  hope,  my  comfort  die, 
Fix'd  on  thy  everlasting  word, 

That  word  which  built  the  earth  and  »ky  ! 


EXPERIENCE.  145 

3  If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives, 

Then  my  immortal  life  is  sure; 
His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives, 
Here  let  me  luild  and  rest  secure. 

4  Here  let  my  faith  unshaken  dwell — 

Immoveable  the  promise  stands  ; 
Not  all  the  pow'rs  of  earth  or  hell, 
Can  e'er  dissolve  the  sacred  bands. 

5  Here,  O  my  soul,  thy  trust  repose, 

If  Jesus  is  for  ever  mine  ; 
Nor  death  itself,  that  last  of  foes, 
Shall  break  an  union  so  divine. 

Hymn  201.     S.  M. 

Dependence. 
HTO  keep  the  lamp  alive, 
A     With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl ; 
*Tis  water  makes  the  willow  thrive, 
And  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 

2  The  Lord's  unsparing  haud 

Supplies  the  living  stream  ; 

It  is  not  at  our  own  command, 

But  still  deriv'd  from  him. 

3  Beware  of  Peter's  word, 

Nor  confidently  say, 
"  I  never  will  deny  thee,  Lord," 
But  grant  I  never  may  ! 

4  Man's  wisdom  is,  to  seek 

His  strength  in  God  alone  ; 
And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak 
Who  trusted  in  his  own. 
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146  CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND 

6  Retreat  beneath  his  wings, 
And  in  his  grace  confide ; 
This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings 
Than  all  your  works  beside. 

6  In  Jesus  is  our  store  ; 

Grace  issues  from  his  throne  ; 
Whoever  says,  "I  want  no  more," 
Confesses  he  has  none. 

Hymn  202.     C.  M. 

Praise  for  Faith. 

QF  all  the  gifts  thine  hand  bestows, 

Thou  giver  of  all  good  ! 

Not  heav'n  itself  a  richer  knows, 

Than  my  Redeemer's  blood. 

2  Faith  too,  the  blood  receiving  grace, 

From  the  same  hand  we  gain ; 
Else  sweetly,  as  it  suits  our  case, 
That  gift  had  been  in  vain. 

3  Till  thou  thy  teaching  pow'r  apply, 

Our  hearts  refuse  to  see, 
And  weak,  as  a  distemper'd  eye, 
Shut  out  the  view  of  thee. 

4  Blind  to  the  merits  of  thy  Son, 

What  mis'ry  we  endure  ! 
Yet  fly  that  hand,  from  which  alone, 
We  could  expect  a  cure. 

5  We  praise  thee,  and  would  praise  thee  more : 

To  thee  our  all  we  owe ; 
The  precious  Saviour,  and  the  pow'r 
That  makes  him  precious,  too. 


EXPERIENCE.  147 

Hymn  203.     L.  M. 

The  ttruuglt  between  Faith  and  Unbelief— Mark  ix.34 

JESUS,  our  soul's  delightful  choice, 

In  thee,  believing,  we  rejoice ; 
Yet  still  our  joy  is  mix'd  with  grief, 
While  faith  contends  with  unbelief. 

2  Thy  promises  our  hearts  revive, 
And  keep  our  fainting  hopes  alive ; 
But  guilt  and  fears  and  sorrows  rise, 
And  hide  the  promise  from  our  eyes. 

3  O  let  not  sin  and  Satan  boast, 

While  saints  lie  mourning  in  the  dust ; 

Nor  see  that  faith  to  ruin  brought, 

Which  thy  own  gracious  hand  hath  wrought. 

4  Do  thou  the  dying  spark  inflame  ; 
Reveal  the  glories  of  thy  name  ; 
And  put  all  anxious  doubts  to  flight, 
As  shades  dispers'd  by  opening  light. 

Hymn  204.  III.  1. 

Tempted — but  flying  to  Christ  the  Refuge. 
TESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  raging  billows  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high, 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past : 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 
O  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  ! 


148  CHRISTIAN   LIKE  AND 

Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone ; 

Still  support  and  comfort  me  : 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay  d  ; 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want- 

All  in  all  in  thee  I  find ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind  ; 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

I  am  all  unrighteousness ; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin  ; 
Let  the  healing  stream?  abound ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within: 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee ; 
•Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity. 

Hymn  205.     III.  5. 

The  Grave ;  or.  Christ  a  guide  through  death  to  glory. 
{"^.UIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty, 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  : 
Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  thou  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  waters  flow ; 


EXPERIENCE.  149 

Let  the  fiery  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 
Strong  deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 
3   When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side : 
Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

Hymn  208.     C.  M. 

Jehovah  our  righ'eousness. — Jer.  xxiii.6. 
Til  Y  God,  how  perfect  are  thy  ways  ! 

But  mine  polluted  are  ; 
Sin  twines  itself  about  my  praise, 
And  slides  into  my  pr.iy'r. 

2  If  I  would  speak  what  thou  hast  done 

To  save  me  from  my  sin, 
I  cannot  make  thy  mercies  known, 
But  self-applause  creeps  in. 

3  Divine  desire,  that  holy  flame, 

Thy  grace  creates  in  me ; 

Alas  !  impatience  is  its  name, 

When  it  returns  to  thee. 

4  This  heart,  a  fountain  of  vile  thoughts, 

How  does  it  overflow ; 
While  self  upon  the  surface  floats, 
Still  bubbling  from  below. 

5  Let  others  in  the  gaudy  dress 

Of  fancied  merit  shine  ; 
The  Lord  shall  be  my  riehteousness, 
The  Lord  for  ever  mine. 


150  CHRISTIAN  LITE  AND 

Hymn  207.     C,  M. 

Waiting  Faith. 
HPHE  saints  should  never  be  dismay  d 

Nor  sink  in  hopeless  fear ; 
For  when  they  least  expect  his  aid, 
The  Saviour  will  appear. 

2  Blest  proofs  of  pow'r  and  grace  divine 

Are  taught  us  in  his  word  ! 
May  ev'ry  deep  felt  care  of  mine 
Be  trusted  with  the  Lord. 

3  Wait  for  his  seasonable  aid, 

And  though  it  tarry,  wait : 
The  promise  may  be  long  delay'd, 
But  cannot  come  too  late. 

Hymn  208.     I,  M. 

The  Christian"*  race. 
A  WAKE  our  souls,  away  our  fears, 

Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  be  gone  ; 
Awake,  and  run  the  heav'nly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

That  feeds  the  strength  of  ev'ry  saint. 

3  The  mighty  (rod.  whose  matchless  pow'r 

Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  .i  fresh  supply, 

While  such  a*  trust  their  native  strength 

$hall  melt  away,  and  droop  and  die. 


EXPERIENCE. 

Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode ; 

On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heav'nly  road. 


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Hymn  209.  III.  2. 

That  Rock  was  Christ. 
OCK  of  ages !  cleft  for  me, 


Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee, 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  side,  a  healing  flood, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 
Save  from  wrath,  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
This  for  sin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone  ; 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eye-lids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, — 
Rock  of  ages  !  cleft  ftr  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ! 

Hymn  210.     L.  M. 

Living  to  Christ.— Phil.  i.  21. 
T  ET  thoughtless  thousands  choose  the  road 

That  leads  the  soul  away  from  God ; 
This  happiness,  dear  Lord,  be  mine, 
To  live  and  die  entirely  thine. 


152  CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND 

2  On  Christ,  by  faith,  my  soul  would  live, 
From  him,  my  life,  my  all  receive  ; 

To  him  devote  my  fleeting  hours, 
Serve  him  alone  with  all  my  pow'rs. 

3  Christ  is  my  everlasting  all, 
To  him  I  look,  on  him  I  call; 
He  will  my  ev'ry  want  supply, 
In  time,  and  through  eternity. 

4  Soon  will  the  Lord,  my  life,  appear; 
Soon  shall  I  end  my  trials  here  : 
Leave  sin  and  sorrow,  death  and  pain- 
To  live  is  Christ — to  die  is  gain. 

5  Soon  will  the  saints  in  glory  meet ; 
Soon  walk  through  ev'ry  golden  street; 
And  sing  on  ev'ry  blissful  plain, 

To  live  is  Christ,  to  die  is  gain. 

Hymn  211.     C.  M. 

Holy  zeal  and  diligence. 
Y\THILE  carnal  men,  with  all  their  might, 

Earth's  vanities  pursue, 
How  slow  th'  advances  which  I  make, 
With  heav'n  itself  in  view  ! 

2  Inspire  my  soul  with  holy  zeal; 

Great  God,  my  love  inflame  ; 
Religion,  without  zeal  and  love, 
Is  but  an  empty  name. 

3  To  gain  the  top  of  Zion's  hill, 

May  I  with  fervour  strive  ; 
And  all  these  pow'rs  employ  for  thee, 
Which  I  from  thee  derive  1 


EXPERIENCE.  153 

Hymn  212.  III.  3. 

Ehenezer.— 1  Sam.  vii.  12- 
CAVIOUR,  source  of  every  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ; 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 

2  Teach  me  some  melodious  measure 

Sung  by  raptur'd  saints  above  ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  sacred  pleasure 
While  I  sing  redeeming  love. 

3  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand' ring  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 
Interpos'd  his  precious  blood. 

4  O,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  constrain'd  to  be  ! 
Let  thy  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee. 

5  Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it — 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love ; 
Here's  my  heart,  0  take  and  seal  it ; 
Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

Hymn  213.     C.  M. 

The  Leper.—  Matt.  viii.  2,  3. 
OFT  as  the  leper's  case  I  read, 

My  own  describ'd  I  feel ; 
Sin  is  a  leprosy  indeed, 

Which  none  but  Christ  can  heal. 
2  Awhile  I  would  have  pass'd  for  well, 
And  strove  my  spots  to  hide  ; 
Till  it  broke  out  incurable, 
Too  plain  to  be  denied. 


154  CHRISTIAN   LIFE  AND 

3  Then  from  the  saints  I  sought  to  flee, 

And  dreaded  to  be  seen  ; 
I  thought  they  all  would  point  at  me 
And  cry,  "  Unclean,  unclean  !" 

4  What  anguish  did  my  soul  endure, 

Till  hope  and  patience  ceas'd .' 
The  more  I  strove  myself  to  cure, 
The  more  the  plague  increas'd. 

5  While  thus  T  lay  distress'd,  I  saw 

The  Saviour  passing  by  ; 
To  him,  though  fill'd  with  shame  and  awe, 
I  rais'd  my  mournful  cry. 

6  Lord,  thou  canst  heal  me  if  thou  wilt, 

For  thou  canst  all  things  do  : 
O  cleanse  my  leprous  soul  from  guilt, 
My  filthy  heart  renew  ! 

7  He  heard,  and  with  a  gracious  look, 

Pronounc'd  the  healing  word; 
"  I  will ;  be  clean  :"  and  while  he  spoke, 
I  felt  my  health  restor'd. 

8  Come,  lepers,  seize  the  present  hour, 

The  Saviour's  grace  to  prove; 
He  can  relieve,  for  he  is  pow'r  ; 
He  wilt,  for  he  is  love. 

Hymn  214.     C.  M. 

Perplexity  relieved. 

TJNCERTAIN  how  the  way  to  rind, 

Which  to  salvation  led  ; 
I  listen'd  long,  with  anxious  mind, 
To  hear  what  others  said. 


EXPERIENCE.  155 

2  When  some  of  joys  and  comforts  told 

I  fear'd  that  I  was  wrong ; 

For  I  was  stupid,  dead  and  cold, 

Had  neither  joy  nor  song. 

3  The  Lord  my  lab'ring  heart  reliev'd, 

And  made  my  burden  light ; 
Then  for  a  moment  I  believ'd, 
Supposing  all  was  right. 

4  Of  fierce  temptations  others  talk'd, 

Of  anguish  and  dismay  ; 
Through  what  distresses  they  had  walk'd, 
Before  they  found  the  way. 

5  Ah  !  then  I  thought  my  hopes  were  vain, 

For  I  had  liv'd  at  ease ! 
I  wish'd  for  all  my  fears  again, 
To  make  me  more  like  these. 

6  I  had  my  wish  :  the  Lord  disclos'd 

The  evils  of  my  heart, 
And  left  my  naked  soul  expos'd 
To  Satan's  fiery  dart. 

7  Alas !  "  I  now  must  give  it  up," 

I  cried  in  deep  despair; 
How  could  I  dream  of  dawning  hope, 
From  what  I  cannot  bear! 

8  Again  my  Saviour  brought  me  aid, 

And  when  he  set  me  free, 
"  Trust  simply  on  my  word."  he  said, 
"  And  leave  the  rest  to  me." 


156  CHRISTIAN  LIFE  AND 

Hymn  215.     L.  M. 

Recollections  of  first  lore 

f\  WHERE  is  now  that  glowing  love, 

That  marked  our  union  with  the  Lord  ? 
Our  hearts  were  fixed  on  things  above, 
Nor  could  the  world  a  joy  afford. 

2  Where  is  the  zeal  that  led  us  then 

To  make  our  Saviour's  glory  known , 
That  freed  us  from  the  fear  of  men, 
And  kept  our  eye  on  Him  alone? 

3  Where  are  the  happy  seasons  spent 

In  fellowship  with  Him  we  lov'd — 
The  sacred  joy,  the  sweet  content, 
The  blessedness  that  then  we  proved. 

4  Behold,  again  we  turn  to  thee; 

O  cast  us  not  away,  though  vile  ! 
No  peace  we  have  no  joy  we  see, 
O  Lord  our  God,  but  in  thy  smil 

Hymn  216.     L.  M. 

Following  C/irist. 

TESUS,  my  all,  to  heav'n  is  gone, 
He  whom  I  tix  my  hopes  upon  ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  way  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness, 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  No  stranger  may  proceed  therein, 
No  lover  of  the  world  and  sin ; 
No  lion,  no  devouring  care, 

No  sin  nor  sorrow  shall  be  there. 


EXPERIE?XE.  157 

4  This  is  the  way  I  long  had  sought, 
And  mourn'd  because  I  found  it  not ; 
My  grief  a  burden  long  had  been, 
Opprest  with  unbelief  and  sin. 

5  The  more  I  strove  against  their  pow'r 
I  sinn'd  and  stumbled  but  the  more, 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 

"  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way." 

6  Lo  !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am : 
Nothing  but  sin  I  thee  can  give — 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

7  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found  ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  Behold  the  way  to  God ! 

Hymn  217.     L.  M. 

J\Iy  soul  thirst eth  for  Ood. 
J  THIRST,  but  not  as  once  I  did, 

The  vain  delights  of  earth  to  share ; 
Thywounds  Immanuel,  all  forbid 

That  I  should  seek  my  pleasure  there. 

2  It  was  the  sight  of  thy  dear  cross 

First  wean'd  my  soul  from  earthly  things, 
And  taught  me  to  esteem  as  dross 

The  mirth  of  fools  and  pomp  of  kings. 

3  I  want  that  grace  that  springs  from  thee, 

That  quickens  all  things  where  it  flows; 
And  makes  a  wretched  thorn  like  me, 
Bloom  as  the  myrtle,  or  the  rose. 


158  CHKISTrAN  LIFE  AND 

4  Dear  fountain  of  delight  unknown, 

No  longer  sink  below  the  brim ; 
But  overflow  and  pour  me  down 
A  living  and  life-giving  stream. 

5  For  sure,  of  all  the  plants  that  share 

The  notice  of  thy  Father's  eye, 
None  proves  less  grateful  to  his  care, 
Or  yields  him  meaner  fruit  than  I. 
Hymn  218.     C.  M. 

Living  to  Christ. 
r\H,  could  I  find  from  day  to  day, 

A  nearness  to  my  Lord  : 
Then  while  my  hours  glide  swift    away, 
I'd     lean  upon  his  word. 

2  Lord,  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 

Anew  from  day  to  day, 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  O  Jesus,  come  and  rule  my  heart, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine, 
That  I  may  never  more  depart 
Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus  till  my  last  expiring  breath, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore  ; 
And  when  my  flesh  dissolves  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 

Hymn  219.    CM. 

Walking  with  God. 
r\  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
^  A  calm  and  heav'nly  frame ; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ? 


EXPERIENCE. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ! 
Where  is  the  soul  refreshing  \ie\v 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ! 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoy'd  ! 

How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still  ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  0  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 

So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

Hymn  220.     III.  1. 

Happiness. 

TTAPPINESS,  thou  lovely  name  ! 

Where  's  thy  seat,  O  tell  me  where  1 
Learning,  pleasure,  wealth,  and  fame, 

All  cry  out,  "  It  is  not  there." 
Not  the  wisdom  of  the  wise, 
Can  inform  me  where  it  lies  : 
Not  the  grandeur  of  the  great, 
Can  the  bliss  I  seek  create. 


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160  CHRRISTIAN  LIFE  AND 

2  Object  of  my  first  desire, 

Jesus,  crucified  for  me  ! 
All  to  happiness  aspire, 

Only  to  be  found  in  thee: 
Thee  to  praise,  and  thee  to  know, 
Constitute  our  bliss  below  ! 
Thee  to  see,  and  thee  to  love, 
Constitute  our  bliss  above. 

3  Lord,  it  is  not  life  to  live, 

If  thy  presence  thou  deny  : 
Lord,  if  thou  thy  presence  give, 

'Tis  no  longer  death  to  die : 
Source  and  giver  of  repose, 
Singly  from  thy  smile  it  flows : 
Peace  and  happiness  are  thine, 
Mine  they  are,  if  thou  art  mine. 

4  Whilst  I  feel  thy  love  to  me, 

Every  object  teems  with  joy  ; 
Here,  0  may  I  walk  with  thee, 

Then  into  thy  presence  die  ! 
Let  me  but  thyself  possess, 
Total  sum  of  happiness  ! 
Real  bliss  I  then  shall  prove  ; 
Heaven  below  and  heaven  above. 

Hymn  221.    C.  M. 

Remember  me. 

f\  THOU  from  whom  all  goodness  flowi, 

I  lift  my  heart  to  thee  ; 

In  all  my  trials,  conflicts,  woes, 

Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 


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2  When  groaning  on  my  burden'd  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily, 
My  pardon  speak,  new  peace  impart, 
In  love  remember  me. 

3  Temptations  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee ; 
O  give  me  strength,  Lord,  as  my  day, 
For  good  remember  me. 

4  If  on  my  face  for  thy  dear  name, 

Shame  and  reproaches  be, 
I'll  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  shame, 
If  thou  remember  me. 

5  The  hour  is  near,  consign'd  to  death, 

I  own  the  just  decree  ; 
Saviour,  with  my  last  parting  breath, 
I'll  cry,  "  remember  me." 

Hymn  222.  III.  1. 

Lovest  thou  vie? — John  xxi.  16. 

XT  ARK,  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord — 
'Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word ; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee  : 
"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  1 

2  "  I  deliver'd  thee  when  bound, 

And  when  wounded  heal'd  thy  wound : 
Sought  thee  wand'ring,  set  thee  right, 
Turn'd  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bare  1 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee, 
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4  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above  ; 
Beeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done  -, 
Partner  of  my  throne  shall  be  ; 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  1" 

8  Lord,  it  is  rny  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint ; 
Yet  1  luve  thee  and  adore  ; 
Oh  for  grace  to  love  thee  more ! 

Hymn  223.    S.  M. 

The  love,  nf  Je3us. 

TVJY  Jesus  thou  hast  taught 

This  heart  to  love  but  thee  ; 
The  sweetest  joys  below  are  fraught 
With  emptiness  to  me. 

2  If  sorrow  shades  my  eyes, 

It  is  when  thou  art  fled  ; 
Deep  in  the  dust  my  spirit  lies, 
And  mourns  its  comforts  dead. 

3  The  world  has  lost  its  power 

To  soothe  this  inward  pain  ; 
To  me  it  is  a  faded  flower, 
That  cannot  bloom  again. 

4  But  when  thy  smile  appears, 

To  chase  my  gloom  away, 
How  bursts  my  song  !  how  sink  my  fears : 
My  night  is  turn'd  to  day. 


EXPERIENCE.  163 

>  Then,  Lord,  no  more  permit 
This  heart  from  thee  to  rove  ; 
O  that  I  might  for  ever  sit 
At  thy  dear  feet,  and  love. 

Hymn  224     C.  M. 

The  reign  of  Grace. 

TTAPPY  the  heart,  where  graces  reign, 

Where  love  inspires  the  breast  ! 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  perfects  all  the  rest. 
\  Knowledge,  alas,  'tis  all  in  vain, 
And  all  in  vain  our  fear  : 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  light  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 
I  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 
When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  : 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  uliss. 
r  When  join'd  to  that  harmonious  throng 
That  fills  the  choirs  above, 
Then  shall  we  tune  our  golden  harps, 
And  ev'ry  note  be  love. 

Hymn  225.     C.  M. 

Ckief  among  Ten  Thousand;  or.  The  Excellencies  of 
Christ— Cant.  v.  10—16. 
HPO  Christ,  the  Lord,  let  ev'ry  tongue 

Its  noblest  tribute  bring  : 
When  he  's  the  subject  of  the  song, 
Who  can  refuse  to  sing  1 
\  Survey  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
And  on  his  glories  dwell ; 
Think  of  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 
And  all  hie  triumphs  telL 


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3  He  saw  me  plung'd  in  deep  distress, 

He  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have  : 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

5  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode, 

He  brings  my  weary  feet ; 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  ray  God, 
And  makes  ray  joys  complete. 

6  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine ! 

Hymn  226.   III.  3. 

Love  Divine. 

I"  OVE  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 

Joy  of  heav'n  to  earth  come  down ; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling ; 
All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 

2  Jesus  ;  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 
Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 

3  Breathe,  oh,  breathe  thy  loving  spirit, 

Into  ev'ry  troubled  breast ! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 
Let  us  find  thy  promis'd  rest. 


EXPERIENCE.  165 

4  Take  away  the  love  of  sinning, 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away  ; 
End  the  work  of  thy  beginning, 
Bring  us  to  eternal  day. 

5  Carry  on  thy  new  creation, 

Pure  and  holy  may  we  be ; 

Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation, 

Perfectly  secur'd  by  thee  ; 

6  Change  from  glory  into  glory, 

'Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place  ; 
'Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 
Lost  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

Hymn  227.     C.  M. 

Christian  Love.— Gal.  iii.  28. 
TTAIL,  everlasting  Prince  of  peace ! 

Hail,  Governor  divine  ! 
How  gracious  is  thy  sceptre's  sway, 
What  gentle  laws  are  thine  ! 

2  Thy  tender  heart  with  love  o'erfiowed, 

Love  spoke  in  every  breath  ; 
Vigorous  it  reigri'd  through  all  thy  life, 
And  triumphed  in  thy  death. 

3  All  these  united  charms  how  strong 

Our  stubborn  hearts  to  move  ! 
And  this  the  proof  of  love  to  thee, 
"  That  we  each  other  love." 

4  O  be  the  sacred  law  fulfilled 

In  every  act  and  thought : 
Each  angry  passion  far  removed, 
Each  selfish  view  forgot. 


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5  Be  all  our  hearts  dilated  wide 
By  our  Redeemer's  grace, 
And  in  one  grasp  of  fervent  love, 
His  followers  all  embrace. 

Hymn  228.     S.  M. 

Christian  Love  —Gal.  iii.  28. 
I"  ET  party  names  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread : 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ,  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  mutual  love  abound  : 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance 

Should  be  in  union  found. 

3  Let  envy,  child  of  hell, 

Be  banish'd  from  our  sight : 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell, 
Who  in  the  Lord  delight. 

4  Then  will  the  church  below, 

Resemble  that  above  ; 
Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

Hymn  229.     C.  M. 

Brotherly  love.— Psalm  CXZZlii.  1. 
"L-IOW  sweet,  how  heav'nly  is  the  sight 

When  those  who  love  the.  Lord, 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfil  his  word  ! 
2  O  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh, 
And  with  him  bear  a  part; 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart 


EXPERIENCE.  167 

3  Free  us  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 
Our  wishes  fix  above  ; 

May  each  a  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 
The  happy  souls  above  ; 

And  he  's  an  heir  of  heav'n  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow    with  love. 

Hymn  230.     L.  M. 

Holiness  and  grace.— Tit.  ii.  10—13. 
QO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  Gospel  we  profess  ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtue  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour,  God, 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  mu?t  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride; 
Whilst  justice,  temp'rance,  truth  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 


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Hymn  231.    II.  1. 

Walking  rcith  God. 
DE  it  my  only  wisdom  here, 

To  serve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 
With  loving-  gratitude ; 
Superior  sense  may  I  display, 
By  shunning  every  evil  way, 
And  walking  in  the  good. 
2  0  may  I  still  from  sin  depart ; 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart, 

Jesus,  to  me  be  given  ! 
And  let  me  through  thy  Spirit  know, 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 
And  find  my  way  to  heaven. 

Hymn  232.     S.  M. 

Duties. 
A   CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 
-^  A  God  to  glorify  ; 
A  never  dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky  ; 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil : 
O  may  it  all  my  pow'rs  engage 
To  do  my  master's  will; 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live, 
And  0,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give  ; 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely  ; 
Assur'd  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  for  ever  die. 


EXPERIENCE.  169 

Hymn  233.     C.  M. 

Desires  after  Holiness. 
C\  FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free ; 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood 
So  freely  spilt  for  me. 

2  A  heart  resign'd,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne  ; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  A  heart  in  every  thought  renew'd, 

And  full  of  grace  divine, 
Perfect  and  right,  and  pure  and  good — 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

4  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart ; 

Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  love. 

Hymn  234.    III.  1. 

Living  to  Christ. 
WHEN,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 

Perfectly  resign'd  to  thee  ] 
Poor  and  vile  in  my  own  eyes ; 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise. 

2  Only  thee  content  to  know, 
Ignorant  of  all  below  ; 
Only  guided  by  thy  light, 
Only  mighty  in  thy  might. 

3  So  I  may  thy  Spirit  know, 
Let  him  as  he  lisleth  blow  ; 
Let  the  manner  be  unknown, 
So  I  may  with  thee  be  one. 


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4  Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness; 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 

Hymn  235.     L.  M. 

Hatred  of  sin. 
XT  AD  I  a  throne  above  the  rest, 

Where  angels  and  arch-angels  dwell, 
One  sin,  unslain,  within  my  breast, 

Would  make  that  heav'n  as  dark  as  hell. 

2  The  pris'ner  sent  to  breathe  fresh  air, 

And  blest  with  liberty  again, 
Would  mourn,  were  he  condemn'd  to  wear 
One  link  of  all  his  former  chain. 

3  But  0  !  no  foe  invades  the  bliss, 

When  glory  crowns  the  christian's  head  ; 
One  view  of  Jesus  as  he  is, 

Will  strike  all  sin  for  ever  dead. 

Hymn  236.    II.  1. 

Blessed  ishetckose.  iniquity  is  fjrgiven.—Psa.\m  xxxii.  1. 
TJf  OW  blest  is  he,  whom  God  forgives, 
The  man  who  by  his  favour  lives, 
And  hopes  to  see  his  face  ; 
The  child  of  God  by  heav'nly  birth, 
He  scorns  the  highest  place  on  earth, 
For  yonder  higher  place. 
2  The  God  he  serves,  is  God  alone, 
He  fills  yon  bright,  eternal  throne, 

The  power  and  kingdom  his; 
He  rules,  he  reigns  with  sov' reign  sway, 
And  they  who  will  not,  must  obey : 
His  arm  almighty  is. 


EXPERIENCE.  171 

3  When  he  forgives,  then  peace  ia  felt, 
The  peace  that  cannot  dwell  with  guilt, 

The  sacred  peace  of  God ; 
And  hope,  that  lifts  the  soul  on  high, 
That  points  to  yonder  world  of  joy, 

And  lightens  every  load. 

4  How  blest  is  he  whom  God  forgives ; 
The  man  who  by  his  favour  lives, 

In  hope  already  blest ; 
But  O  what  joys  await  him  there, 
Where,  saved  from  sin,  from  toil,  from  fear, 

He  gains  his  heav'nly  rest ! 

Hymn  237.     L.  M. 

Hope  in  darkness. 

C\  GOD,  my  Sun,  thy  blissful  rays 

Can  warm,  rejoice,  and  guide  my  heart ! 
How  dark,  how  mournful  are  my  days, 
If  thy  enliv 'ning  beams  depart ! 

2  Scarce  through  the  shades  a  glimpse  of  day, 
Appears  to  these  desiring  eyes  ! 

But  shall  my  drooping  spirit  say, 
The  cheerful  morn  will  never  rise  1 

3  O  let  me  not  despairing  mourn, 
Though  gloomy  darkness  spreads  the  sky  : 
My  glorious  sun  will  yet  return, 

And  night  with  all  its  horrors  fly. 

4  0,  for  the  bright,  the  joyful  day, 
When  hope  shall  in  fruition  die ! 
So  tapers  lose  their  feeble  ray 
Beneath  the  sun's  refulgent  eye. 


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Hymn  238.    CM. 

Lively  hope  and  gracious  fear. 
T  WAS  a  grov'ling  creature  once, 

And  basely  cleav'd  to  earth  ; 
I  wanted  spirit  to  renounce 
The  clod  that  gave  me  birth. 

2  But  God  hath  breath'd  upon  a  worm, 

And  sent  me,  from  above, 
Wings,  such  as  clothe  an  angel's  form, 
The  wings  of  joy  and  love. 

3  With  these  to  Pisgah's  top  I  fly, 

And  there  delighted  stand, 

To  view,  beneath  a  shining  sky, 

The  spacious  promis'd  land. 

4  The  Lord  of  all  the  vast  domain, 

Has  promis'd  it  to  me  ; 
The  length  and  breadth  of  all  the  plain, 
As  far  as  faith  can  see. 

5  How  glorious  is  my  privilege ! 

To  thee  for  help  I  call ; 
I  stand  upon  a  mountain's  edge, 
O  save  me,  lest  I  fall ! 

6  Though  much  exalted  in  the  Lord, 

My  strength  is  not  my  own: 
Then  let  me  tremble  at  his  word, 
And  none  shall  cast  me  down. 

Hymn  239.     L.  M. 

Zion's  Traveller. 
A  S  when  a  weary  trav'ller  gains 
"*^-  The  height  of  some  o'er  looking  hill, 
His  heart  revives,  if,  cross  the  plains, 
He  eyes  his  home,  though  distant  still. 


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Thus,  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views, 
By  faith  his  mansion  in  the  skies  ; 
The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews, 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 

'Tis  there  with  Jesus  he's  to  dwell, 
To  spend  an  everlasting  day  ; 
There  shall  he  bid  his  cares  farewell, 
For  he  shall  wipe  his  tears  away. 

Hymn  240. 

Rest  in  heaven. 
ISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise,  from  transitory  things, 

Tow'rds  heav'n,  thy  destin'd  place : 
Sun  and  moon,  and  stars  decay, 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepar'd  above. 
Cease,  my  soul,  O  cease  to  mourn, 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  : 
Soon  thy  Saviour  will  return, 

To  take  thee  to  the  skies : 
There,  is  everlasting  peace, 

Rest,  enduring  rest,  in  heav'n : 
There,  will  sorrow  ever  cease, 

And  crowns  of  joy  be  giv'n. 

Hymn  241.     C.  M. 

Resignation. 
7VTY  God,  my  Father !  blissful  name  ! 

O  may  I  call  thee  mine! 
May  I,  with  sweet  assurance,  claim 
A  portion  so  divine  ! 


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2  This  can  my  every  fear  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly  ; 
What  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye. 

3  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign  ; 
For  thou  art  good,  and  just,  and  wise : 

0  bend  my  will  to  thine. 

4  If  pain  and  sorrow  rend  this  frame, 

And  life  almost  depart; 
Is  not  thy  mercy  still  the  same, 
To  cheer  my  drooping  heart  ? 

5  Thy  sov'reign  ways  are  all  unknown 

To  my  weak,  erring  sight ; 
Yet  let  my  soul,  adoring,  own 
That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 

Hymn  242.     C.  M. 

Resignation. 

gUBMISSIVE  to  thy  will,  my  God, 

I  all  to  thee  resign, 
And  bow  before  thy  chast'ning  rod ; 

1  mourn,  but  not  repine. 

2  Why  should  my  foolish  heart  complain, 

Where  wisdom,  truth,  and  love, 
Direct  the  stroke,  inflict  the  pain, 
And  point  to  rest  above  1 

3  How  short  are  all  my  sufFrings  here, 

How  needful  ev'ry  cross  ! 

Avaunt,  thou  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  call  my  gain  my  loss. 


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4  Then  give,  dear  Lord,  or  take  away, 
I'll  bless  thy  sacred  name  ; 
My  Jesus,  yesterday,  to-day, 
For  ever  is  the  same. 

Hymn  243.     L.  M. 

Trust  in  Christ  under  affliction.— Halt,  xi.  28—30 
INTERNAL  beam  of  light  divine, 
The  source  of  inexhausted  love, 
In  whom  the  Father's  glories  shine, 

Through  earth  beneath,  and  heav'n  above! 

2  Jesus  !    the  weary  wanderer's  rest ! 

Give  me  thy  easy  yoke  to  bear; 
With  steadfast  patience  arm  my  breast, 
With  spotless  love,  and  lowly  fear. 

3  Affliction's  cup  I  take  from  Thee, 

In  deep  submission  to  thy  will; 
Though  bitter  to  the  taste  it  be. 
My  soul  shall  find  it  precious  still. 

4  Be  thou,  my  meek  instructor,  nigh : 

So  shall  each  murmuring  thought  be  gone  ; 
And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care  shall  fly, 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  sun. 

Hymn  244.     C.  M. 

Submission.— Heb.  xii.  7. 
"TIEAR  Lord,  my  best  desires  fulfil, 

And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 
2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command 
Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  1 
Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  1 


176  CHRISTIAN  LIFE,  &C. 

3  No — let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee, 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Nor  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Thy  favour,  all  my  journey  through, 

Thou  art  engag'd  to  grant: 
What  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'Tis  better  still  to  want. 

Hymn  245.     L.  M. 

Trials  the  Christian's  lot. — Dent.  viii.  2. 
rf  ^HROUGH  this  wide  wilderness  I  roam, 
-*•     Far  distant  from  my  blissful  home  ; 
Lord,  let  thy  presence  be  my  stay, 
And  guard  me  in  this  dang'rous  way. 

2  Temptations  every  where  annoy, 

And  sins  and  snares  my  peace  destroy  ; 
My  earthly  joys  are  from  me  torn, 
And  oft  an  absent  God  I  mourn. 

3  Is  this,  dear  Lord,  that  thorny  road, 
Which  leads  us  to  the  mount  of  God  ? 
Are  these  the  toils  thy  people  know, 
While  in  the  wilderness  below  1 

4  'Tis  even  so — thy  faithful  love 
Doth  all  thy  children's  graces  prove, 
'Tis  thus  our  pride  and  self  must  fall, 
That  Jesus  may  be  all  in  all. 

Hymn  246.     C.  M. 

Contentment. 
"P  ATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sov'reign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace 
Let  this  petition  rise. 


DEATH,  JUDGMENT,  &C.  177 

Give  me  a  calm  and  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 

And  make  me  live  to  thee. 
Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mfn« 

My  life  and  death  attend ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 

And  crown  my  journey's  end. 


DEATH,  JUDGMENT,  AJYD 
ETERNITY. 


Hymn  247.    II.  1. 

Time  and  Eternity. — Psalm  xxxix.  4,  5- 
|"  0  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 

'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand, 
Yet  how  insensible. ! 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 
Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell ! 

2  O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me,  ere  it  be  too  late, 

By  free  and  sov'reign  grace. 

3  Before  me  place,  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  in  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar  ; 
O  tell  me,  Lord — shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  1 
M 


178  DEATH,  JUDGMENT,  AND 

4  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  holy  joy,  and  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure  ! 
Assist,  0  Lord,  a  feeble  worm, 
Then  shall  I  all  thy  will  perform, 

And  to  tho  end  endure ! 

Hymn  243.     CM. 

Eternity. 

QREAT  God  !  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things ! 
Th'    eternal  state  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 

2  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  wo, 

Attends  on  ev'ry  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 

3  Waken,  0  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road  ; 

And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God  ! 

Hymn  249.     L.  M. 

Christ's  presence  makes  death  easy. 
TyHY  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  ! 

What  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are, 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  strife, 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away  ; 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 


ETERNITY.  179 

3  0 !  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  pass'd. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there 

Hymn  250.     C.  M. 

Let  thy  presence  go  with  me. 

~T>EATH  cannot  make  my  soul  afraid, 

If  God  be  with  me  there  ; 
Soft  is  the  passage  through  the  shade, 
And  all  the  prospect  fair. 

2  Jesus,  the  vision  of  thy  face 

Hath  overpow'ring  charms : 
Scarce  shall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace, 
If  Christ  be  in  my  arms. 

3  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never  with'ring  flow'rs  : 
Death,  like  a  narrow  stream  divides 
The  heav'nly  land  from  ours. 

4  Bright  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dress'd  in  living  green  : 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 

5  0,  could  I  make  my  fears  remove, 

These  gloomy  fears  that  rise  ; 
And  see  the  Canaan  which  I  love, 
With  faith's  illumin'd  eyes! 


180  DEATH,  JUDGMENT,  AND 

6  Clasp'd  in  my  heav'nly  Father's  arms, 
I  would  forgot  to  breathe, 
And  lose  my  life  amidst  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 

Hymn  251. 

The  dying  Christian. 

"l^ITAL  spark  of  heav'nly  flame, 

Quit,  oh  quit  this  mortal  frame ; 
Trembling,  hoping,  ling' ring,  flying; 
Oh,  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying : 
Cease  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

2  Hark,  they  whisper  !  angels  say, 
"  Sister  spirit,  come  away  ;" 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite, 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight ; 
Drowns  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath  I 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ] 

3  The  world  recedes,  it  disappears ; 
Heav'n  opens  on  my  eyes  ;  my  ears 

With  sounds  seraphic,  ring  ; 
Lend,  lend  your  wings,  I  mount,  I  fly 
O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 

0  death  where  is  thy  sting  ] 

Hymn  252.     C.  M. 

The  dead  who  die  in  the  Lord. 
TN  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint 

The  moment  after  death, 
The  glories  that  surround  the  saint, 

When  he  resigns  his  breath. 


ETERNITY.  181 

2  One  gentle  si^h  his  fetters  breaks  ; 

We  scarce  can  say,    "  He's  gone," 
Before  the  willing  spirit  takes 
Her  mansion  near  the  throne. 

3  Faith  strives,  but  all  its  efforts  fail 

To  trace  her  heavenward  flight  ; 
No  eye  can  pierce  within  the  veil, 
Which  hides  that  world  of  light. 

4  Thus  much  (and  this  is  all)  we  know, 

They  are  supremely  blest ; 
Have  done  with  sin,  and  care,  and  wo, 
And  with  their  Saviour  rest. 

5  On  harps  of  gold  his  name  they  praise, 

His  presence  always  view  ; — 
And  if  we  here  their  footsteps  trace, 
There  we  shall  praise  Him  too. 

Hymn  253.     C.  M. 

A  funeral  thought. 

XT  ARK !  from  the  tombs  a  mournful  sound  ; 

My  ears  attend  the  cry  : 
"  Ye  living  men  come  view  the  ground 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "  Princes  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

In  spite  of  all  your  tow'rs  ! 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God !  is  this  our  certain  doom, 

And  are  we  still  secure  1 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepar'd  no  more  1 


182  DEATH,  JUDGMENT,  AND 

4  Grant  us  the  pow'r  of  quick'ning  grace, 
To  tit  our  souls  to  fly  ; 
Then  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 

Hymn  254.     C.  M. 

Death  and  Eternity. 
CTOOP  down,  my  thoughts  that  us'd  to  rise, 

Converse  awhile  with  death  ; 
Think  how  a  gasping  mortal  lies 
And  pants  away  his  breath. 

2  His  quiv'ring  lip  hangs  feebly  down, 

His  pulse  is  faint  and  few, 
Then  speechless,  u  ith  a  doleful  groan, 
He  bids  the  world  adieu. 

3  But,  0,  the  soul  that  never  dies ! 

At  once  it  leaves  the  clay  ! 
Ye  thoughts  pursue  it  where  it  flies, 
And  trace  its  wondrous  way. 

4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dwell, 

It  mounts  triumphant  there  ; 
Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 
In  infinite  despair. 

5  And  must  my  body  faint  and  die  ? 

And  must  this  soul  remove  ? 
O  !  for  some  guardian  angel  nigh, 
To  bear  it  salt  above. 

6  Jesus,  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand 

My  naked  soui  I  trust  ; 
My  flesh  shall  wait  for  thy  command, 
And  drop  into  my  dust. 


ETERrilTY.  183 

Kymn  255.     S.  M. 

Support  in  death. — Psalm  xxiii.  4. 
JJEHOLD  the  gloomy  vale 

Which  thou,  my  soul,  must  tread, 
Beset  with  terrors  fierce  and  pale. 
That  leads  thee  to  the  dead. 

2  Where  death  and  darkness  reigns, 

Jehovah  is  my  stay  ; 
His  rod  my  trembling  feet  sustains— 
His  staff  defends  my  way. 

3  Dear  shepherd,  lead  me  on; 

My  soul  disdains  to  fear  ; 
Death's  gloomy  phantoms  all  are  flown 
Now  life's  great  Lord  is  near. 

Hymn  256.     C.  M. 

At  the  funeral  of  a  young  person. 
TT^HEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away 

By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 
*i  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 
O  may  this  truth,  imprest 
With  awful  pow'r — I  too  must  die — 
Sink,  deep  in  ev'ry  breast. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more ; 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb  ! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour  ; 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  seen© 

May  every  heart  obey  ; 
Nor  be  the  heav'nly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 


184  DEATH,  JUDGMENT,  AND 

5  O  may  we  fly,  to  Jesus  fly  ! 

Whose  pow'rful  arm  can  save  ; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

6  Great  God,  thy  sov'reign  grace  impart, 

With  cleansing,  healing  power; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart, 
For  death's  surprising  hour 

Hymn  257.    IV.  2. 

Death  of  a  Sister. — Rev.  xiv.  13. 
yji  IS  finish'd  !  the  conflict  is  past, 
The  heaven-born  spirit  is  fled  ; 
Her  wish  is  accomplish'd  at  last, 

And  now  she  's  entomb'd  with  the  dead. 

2  No  sickness,  or  sorrow,  or  pain, 

Shall  ever  disquiet  her  now  ; 
For  death  to  her  spirit  was  gain, 

Since  Christ  was  her  life  when  below. 

3  Her  soul  has  now  taken  its  flight 

To  mansions  of  glory  above, 
To  mingle  with  angels  of  light, 
And  dwell  in  the  kingdom  of  love. 

4  Then  let  us  forbear  to  complain, 

That  she  is  now  gone  from  our  sight ; 
We  soon  shall  behold  her  again, 
With  new  and  redoubled  delight. 

Hymn  258.     L.  M. 

"  Let  me  die  the  death  of  the  righteous." 
TTOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  ! 
■*-*■   When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest, 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes, 
How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 


ETERNITY.  185 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away, 

So  sinks  the  gale,  when  storms  are  o'er, 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day, 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys ; 
Nothing  disturbs  that  peace  profound 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 
Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell ! 
How  bright  th'  unchanging  morn  appears ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 

5  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies ; 
While  heav'n  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies." 

Hymn  259.     L.  M. 

The  day  of  the  Lord. 
/^.OD  with  one  piercing  glance  looks  through 

Creation's  wide  extended  frame  ; 
The  past  and  future  in  his  view, 
And  days  and  ages  are  the  same. 

2  Sinners  who  dare  provoke  his  face, 

Who  on  his  patience  long  presume, 
And  trifle  out  his  day  of  grace, 
Will  find  he  has  a  day  of  doom. 

3  Hark  !  from  the  sky,  the  trump  proclaims 

Jesus  the  Judge  approaching  nigh  ! 
See,  the  creation  wrapt  in  flames, 
First  kindled  by  his  vengeful  eye  ! 


186  DEATH,  JUDGMENT,  AND 

4  When  thus  the  mountains  melt  like  wax — 

When  earth,  and  air,  and  sea,  shall  burn; 
When  all  the  frame  of  nature  breaks, 
Poor  sinner,  whither  wilt  thou  turn  ? 

5  Lord,  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above  ! 

Since  all  below  to  ruin  tends  : 
Here  may  we  trust,  obey,  and  love, 

And  there  be  found  amongst  thy  friend*. 

Hymn  260. 

The  Second  Mvcnt. 
X-l  E  comes  !  he  comes  !  the  Judge  severe 
The  seventh  trumpet  speaks  him  near, 
His  lightnings  flash,  his  thunders  roll, 
He  's  welcome  to  the  faithful  soul. 

Welcome,  welcome,  welcome,  welcome, 
Welcome  to  the  faithful  soul. 

2  From  heav'n  angelic  voices  sound, 
See  the  Almighty  Jesus  crown'd  ! 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace, 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face! 

Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Glory   decks  the  Saviour's  face. 

3  Descending  on  his  azure  throne, 

He  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  own  : 
The  kingdoms  ail  obey  his  word, 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord  ! 
Hail  him,  hail  him,  hail  him,  hail  him, 
Hail  him,  their  triumphant  Lord ! 

4  Shout  all  the  people  of  the  sky, 
And  all  the  saints  of  the  Most  High  : 
Our  God,  who  now  his  right,  obtains, 
For  ever  and  for  ever  reigns : 

Ever,  ever,  ever,  ever, 

Ever,  and  for  ever  reigns. 


ETERNITY.  187 

5  The  Father  praise,  the  Son  adore, 
The  Spirit  bless  for  evermore  : 
Salvation's  glorious  work  is  done, 
We  welcome  Thee,  great  Three  in  One ! 
Welcome,  welcome,  welcome,  welcome, 
Welcome  Thee,  great  Three  in  One. 

Hymn  261.    III.  5. 

The  samr.. 
T  O  !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending, 

Once  for  favour 'd  sinners  slain  ! 
Thousand,  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train: 

Hallelujah  ! 
God  appears  on  earth  again  ! 

2  Ev'ry  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 

Rob'd  in  dreadful  majesty; 
Those  who  set  at  nought,  and  sold  him, 
Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

3  The  dear  tokens  of  his  passion, 

Still  his  dazzling  body  bears, 
Cause  of  endless  exultation, 
To  his  ransom'd  worshippers  : 

With  what  rapture 
Gaze  we  on  those  glorious  scars  I 

4  Yea,  amen,  let  all  adore  thee. 

High  on  thine  eternal  throne ; 
Saviour,  take  the  pow'r  and  glory, 
Claim  the  kingdoms  for  thine  own, 

Jah, Jehovah  ! 
Everlasting  Uoti,  come  down  ! 


188  DEATH,  JUDGMENT,  AND 

Hym*  262.    [II.  5. 

Doom  of  the  wicked.     Luke  xiii.    28. 
GEE  th'  Eternal  Judge  descending — 

View  him  seated  on  his  throne  ! 
Now,  poor  sinner,  now  lamenting, 
Stand  and  hear  thy  awful  doom — 

Trumpets  call  thee  ! 
Stand  and  hear  thy  awful  doom. 

2  Hear  the  cries  he  now  is  venting, 

FilPd  with  dread  of  fiercer  pain  ; 
While  in  anguish  thus  lamenting, 
That  he  ne'er  was  born  again, 

Greatly  mourning, 
That  he  ne'er  was  born  again. 

3  "Yonder  sits  my  slighted  Saviour, 

With  the  marks  of  dying  love; 

Oh,  that  I  had  sought  his  favour, 

When  I  felt  his  Spirit  move — 

Golden  moments, 
When  I  felt  his  Spirit  move." 

4  Now,  despisers,  look  and  wonder ! 

Hope  and  sinners  here  must  part : 
Louder  than  a  peal  of  thunder, 

Hear  the  dreadful  sound,  "  Depart !" 

Lost  for  ever, 
Hear  the  dreadful  sound,  "Depart !" 

Hymn  263.     L.  M. 

I  .-in  if  of  merry  and  judgment. 

jDEFORE  the  great  Jehovah's  bar, 

Soon  must  assembled  worlds  appear, 
And  ev'ry  word,  and  deed,  and  thought, 
Shall  into  judgment  then  be  brought. 


ETERNITY.  189 

2  Then  all  shall  hear  their  righteous  doom, 
Of  wrath,  or  endless  joys  to  come  ; 

And  each  receive  his  just  reward, 
Of  bliss  or  vengeance,  from  the  Lord. 

3  Dear  Lord,  it  was  thine  highest  joy 
To  save  where  sin  did  once  destroy  ; 
While  thund'ring  vengeance  rolls  above, 
We  trust  in  thy  redeeming  love. 

4  Hail  God  of  unexampled  grace  ! 

All  heaven  shall  sound  thy  endless  prais 

High  glories  to  the  dying  Lamb, 

Who  death,  by  his  own  death  o'ercame. 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah, 

Worthy  the  Lamb,  praise  the  Lord, 

Hallelujah.     Amen. 


H 


Hymn  264.     L.  M. 

Judgment.— Isaiah  xxiv.  13—20. 
OW  great,  how  terrible  that  God 


Who  shakes  creation  with  his  nod  ! 
See  ocean,  earth,  all  nature's  frame, 
Sink  in  one  universal  flame  ! 

2  Where  now,  O  where  shall  sinners  seek 
For  shelter  in  the  general  wreck  1 
Shall  falling  rocks  be  o'er  them  thrown  1 
See  rocks,  like  snow,  dissolving  down  ! 

3  In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry — 
In  lakes  of  liquid  fire  they  lie ; 
There  on  the  flaming  billows  tost, 
For  ever,  O  for  ever  lost ! 


190  DEATH,  JUDGMENT,  AND 

4  Jesus,  the  helpless  sinner's  friend, 
To  thee  my  all  I  dare  commend  ; 
Thou  canst  preserve  my  feeble  soul, 
When  lightnings  blaze  from  pole  to  pole, 

Hymn  265.    III.  5. 

The  Second  Jldvent. 

Y\ AY  of  Judgment,  day  of  wonders ! 

Hark !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound  ! 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round- 
How  the  summons, 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound. 

2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing, 

Clothed  in  Majesty  divine  ! 
You  who  long  for  his  appearing 
Then  shall  say,  this  God  is  mine ! 

Gracious  Saviour, 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine. 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea ; 
All  the  powers  of  nature  shaken 
By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee: 

Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  7 

4  Horrors  past  imagination 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 

When  you  hear  your  condemnation ; 

"  Hence  accursed — hence  depart — 

Thou  with  Satan, 
And  his  angels  have  thy  part" 


ETERNITY.  191 

5  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 
Lov'd  and  serv'd  the  Lord  below. 
He  will  say,  "  come  near,  ye  blessed, 
Take  the  kingdom  I  bestow; 

You  for  ever, 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

8  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches 

May  this  thought  our  courage  raise! 
Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches- 
Sighs  shall  then  be  chang'd  to  praise — 

We  shall  triumph, 
When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze. 

Hymn  236.     S.  M. 

Day  of  Judgment. 
A  ND  will  the  Judge  descend  ? 
And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes  1 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day  : 
When  earth  and  heav'n  before  his  face 
Astonish'd  shrink  away  ] 

3  But,  ere  the  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead, 
Hark,  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound, 
What  joyful  tidings  spread ! 

4  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  grace, 

Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear ; 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 


192  DEATH,  JUDGMENT,  AND 

5  So  shall  that  rur.se  remove. 

By  which  the  Saviour  hied ; 

And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 

His  blessings  on  your  head. 

Hymn  287.     II.  ?. 

The  same. 
QREAT  God,  what  do  I  see  and  heai ! 

The  end  of  things  created ! 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated  : 
The  trumpet  sounds ;  the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contain'd  before  : 
Prepare,  my  soul  to  meet  him. 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise, 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding, 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding : 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay, 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  those  prepar'd  to  meet  him. 

3  But  sinners,  fill'd  with  guilty  fears, 

Behold  his  wrath  prevailing  ; 
For  they  shall  rise,  and  find  their  tears 

And  sighs  are  unavailing  : 
The  day  of  grace  is  past  and  gone ; 
Trembling  they  stand  before  the  throne, 

All  unprepar'd  to  meet  him. 

4  Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear  ! 

The  end  of  things  created  ! 

The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated  : 


193 


Beneath  his  cross  I  view  the  day 
When  heav'n  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 
And  thus  prepare  to  meet  him. 

Hymn  283.     III.  1. 

"  I  know  you  not." — Luke  xiii.  24 — 27. 
GEEK,  my  soul,  the  narrow  gate, 

Enter  ere  it  be  too  late ; 
Many  ask  to  enter  there, 
When  too  late  to  offer  pray'r. 

2  God  from  mercy's  seat  shall  rise, 
And  for  ever  bar  the  skies: 
Then,  though  sinners  cry  without, 
He  will  say,  "  I  know  you  not." 

3  Mournfully  will  they  exclaim — 

"  Lord  !  we  have  profess'd  thy  name  : 
We  have  eat  with  thee,  and  heard 
Heavenly  teaching  in  thy  word." 

4  Vain,  alas!  will  be  their  plea, 
Workers  of  iniquity ; 

Sad  their  everlasting  lot — 

Christ  will  say,  "  I  know  you  not." 

Hymn  269.     S.  M. 

Life  and  death  everlasting. 
Q  WHERE  shall  rest  be  found ! 

Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? — 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean's  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 
2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  : 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 
N 


„94  DEATH,  JUDGMENT,  &C. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasur'd  by  the  flight  of  years— 
And  all  that  life  is  iove. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath: 

0  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death ! 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest  we  be  driven  from  thy  face, 
For  evermore  undone. 

Hymn  270.    II.  1. 

The  pilgrim. 
TOOTHING  on  earth  I  call  my  own; 
A  stranger,  to  the  world  unknown, 
I  all  their  goods  despise ; 

1  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  seek  a  city  out  of  sight, 

A  city  in  the  skies. 

2  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair ; 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  ; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come  ! 

3  I  come,  thy  servant,  Lord,  replies; 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest ! 
Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end  ; 
Now,  O  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 


DAILY  DETOTION.  195 

Hymn  271.     L.  M. 

Rising  to  God. 

TV'O  W  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime, 

Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time  ; 
Draw  oack  the  parting  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new  celestial  birth, 

Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth! 
Why  grasp  at  transitoiy  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys  1 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
When  we  are  walking  back  to  God  ] 
For  strangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome,  sweet  hour  of  full  discharge, 
That  sets  our  longing  souls  at  large ; 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dwell. 

:    To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heav'n  enjoy'd  above ; 
And  the  sweet  expectation  now 
[s  the  young  dawn  of  heav'n  below. 


DAILY  BEVOTIOJW 


Hymn  272.     L.  M. 

"  I  have  set.  Qod  always  before  me."-  Psalm  xvi.9. 
Q  AVIOUIt !  when  night  involves  the  skiea 

My  soul,  adoring,  turns  to  thee! 
Thee,  aelf-abas'd  in  mortal  guise, 

And  wrapt  in  shades  of  death  for  me. 


19G  DAILY  DEVOTION. 

2  On  thee  my  waking  raptures  dwell, 

When  crimson  gleams  the  east  adorn, 
Thee,  victor  of  the  grave  and  hell ; 
Thee,  source  of  life's  eternal  morn. 

3  When  noon  her  throne  in  light  arrays, 

To  thee  my  soul  triumphant  springs; 
Thee,  thron'd  in  glory's  endless  blaze. 
Thee,  Lord  of  lords,  and  King  of  kings. 

4  O'er  earth,  when  shades  of  ev'ning  steal, 

To  death  and  thee  my  thoughts  I  give ; 
To  death,  whose  povv'r  I  soon  must  feel; 
To  thee,  with  whom  I  trust  to  live. 

Hymn  273.     L.  M. 

Morning  and  Evening. 
TVI  Y  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love ! 

Thy  gifts  are  ev'ry  ev'ning  new, 
And  morning  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 
2  Thou  spread' st  the  curtain  of  the  night, 
Great  guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ; 
Thy  sov'reign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  pow'rs. 

3  I  yield  my  pow'rs  to  thy  command; 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand, 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 
Hymn  274.     C.  M. 

Private  devotion. — Matt.  vi.  6. 
XfATHER  Divine,  thy  piercing  eye 

Sees  through  the  darkest  night, 
In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh, 
With  heart-discerning  sight. 


DAILY  DEVOTION. 

2  There  may  thy  piercing  eye  survey 

My  solemn  homage  paid, 
With  ev'ry  morning's  dawning  ray, 
And  ev'ry  evening's  shade. 

3  Oh,  let  thy  own  celestial  fire 

The  incense  still  inflame  ; 
W  hile  my  warm  vows  to  thee  aspire, 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

4  So  shall  the  visits  of  thy  love 

My  soul  in  secret  bless ; 
So  shalt  thou  deign,  in  worlds  aoove, 
Thy  suppliant  to  confess. 

Hymn  275.     S.  M. 

Morning  hymn. 

QJEE  how  the  morning  sun 

Pursues  his  shining  way  ; 
And  wide  proclnims  his  Maker's  praise, 
With  every  brightening  ray. 

2  Thus  would  my  rising  soul, 

Its  heavenly  Parent  sing  ; 
And  to  its  great  original, 
The  humble  tribute  bring. 

3  Serene  I  laid  me  down, 

Beneath  his  guardian  care; 
I  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near  ! 

4  My  life  I  would  anew 

Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 


197 


198  DAIT.Y   DEVOTION. 

Hymn  276.     L.  M. 

Muming  Hymn. 
A  RISE,  my  soul!   wi'h  rapture  rise  ! 
And,  fili'd  with  love  and  fear, adore 
The  awful  Sov'reign  of  the  skies, 

Whose  mercy  lends  me  one  day  more. 

2  And  may  this  day,  indulgent  Power  ! 

Not  idly  pass,  nor  fruitless  he  ; 
But  may  each  swiftly  flying  hour 
Still  nearer  bring  my  soul  to  thee  ! 

3  But  can  it  be  1   that  Power  divine 

Is  thron'd  in  light's  unbounded  blaze ; 
And  countless  worlds  and  angels  join 
To  swell  the  glorious  song  of  praise  : 

4  And  will  he  deign  to  lend  an  ear, 

When  I,  poor  abject  mortal,  pray  7 

Yes,  boundless  goodness  !   he  will  hear, 

Nor  cast  the  meanest  wretch  away. 

5  Then  let  me  serve  thee  all  my  days, 

And  may  my  zeal  with  years  increase  : 
For  pleasant,  Lord,  are  all  thy  ways, 
And  all  thy  paths  are  paths  of  peace. 

Hymn  277.     L.  M. 
Morning  Hymn. 
/"^.LORY  to  thee,  who  safe  hast  kept, 

And  hast  refresh'd  me  while  I  slept; 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  waki 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 
2   Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  ; 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew  ; 
Guard  my  first  spring  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 


DAILY  DEVOTION.  199 

Direct,  control,  suggest  this  day, 
All  1  design,  or  do,  or  say ; 
That  all  my  pow'rs  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 
Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  angelic  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 
Hymn  278.     L.  M. 

Evening  Hymn. 
QLORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light : 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me.  King  of  kings, 
Under  thy  own  almighty  wings. 
Forgive  me.  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  that  I  this  day  have  done  ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 
Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  : 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Triumphant  rise  at  the  last  day. 

Hymn  279.     S.  M. 

Evening  Hymn. 
HPHE  day  is  past  and  gone; 

The  ev'ning  shades  appear  ; 
Oh  !  may  we  all  remember  well 

The  night  of  death  draws  near. 
We  lay  our  garments  by, 
Upon  our  beds  to  rest, 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possest. 


200  DAILY  DEVOTION. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe'  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  when  we  early  rise, 

And  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 

And  we  from  time  remove, 
0  may  we  in  thy  hosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love  ! 

Hymn  280.     C.  M. 

For  Family  Worship. 
f\  LORD,  another  day  is  flown, 

And  we,  a  lonely  band, 
Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fost'ring  hand. 

2  And  wilt  thou  bend  a  list'ning  ear, 

To  praises  low  as  ours  ] 
Thou  wilt !  for  thou  dost  love  to  hear 
The  song  which  meekness  pours. 

3  And  Jesus,  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign, 

As  we  before  thee  pray  ; 
For  thou  didst  bless  the  infant  train, 
And  we  are  less  than  they. 

4  0  let  thy  grace  perform  its  part, 

And  let  contention  cease  ; 

And  shed  abroad  in  ev'ry  heart 

Thine  everlasting  peace  ! 


DAILY  DEVOTION.  201 

Thus  chastenM,  eleans'd,  entirely  thine, 

A  flock  by  Jesus  led  ; 
The  Sun  of  holiness  shall  shine 

In  glory  on  our  head. 
And  thou  wilt  turn  our  wand'ring  feet, 

And  thou  wilt  bless  our  way  ; 
'Till  worlds  shall  fade,  and  faith  shall  greet 

The  dawn  of  lasting  day. 

Hymn  281.    IV.  2. 

Evening. 
INSPIRE!?  and  hearer  of  prayer, 

Thou  shepherd  and  guardian  of  mine, 
My  all  to  thy  covenant  care 

I,  sleeping  or  waking,  resign. 
If  thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun, 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me  ; 
And,  fast  as  my  minutes  roll  on, 

They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee. 
A  sov'reign  protector  I  have, 

Unseen,  yet  for  ever  at  hand  ; 
Unchangeably  faithful  to  save. 

Almighty  to  rule  and  command. 
His  smiles  and  his  comforts  abound, 

His  grace,  as  the  dew,  shall  descend  ; 
And  walls  of  salvation  surround 

The  soul  he  delights  to  defend. 

Hymn  282.    C.  M. 

Euenin?. 

TNDULGENT  Father,  by  whose  care, 

I've  pass'd  another  day, 
Let  me  this  night  thy  mercy  share, 
And  teach  me  how  to  pray. 


*202  THE  CHURCH. 

2  Show  me  my  sins,  and  how  to  mourn 

My  guilt  before  thy  face  ; 
Direct  me,  Lord,  to  Christ  alone, 
And  save  me  by  thy  grace. 

3  Let  each  returning  night  declare 

The  tokens  of  thy  love  ; 
And  ev'ry  hour  thy  grace  prepare 
My  soul  for  joys  above. 

4  And  when  on  earth  I  close  mine  eyes, 

To  sleep  in  death's  embrace, 
Let  me  to  heav'n  and  glory  rise, 
T'  enjoy  thy  smiling  face. 


THE   CHURCH. 


Hymn  283.     L.  M 

God  the  glory  and  defence  of  £1^^ 
11TAPPY  the  Church,  thou  sacred  place, 

The  seat,  of  thy  Creator's  grace ; 
Thy  holy  courts  are  his  abode — 
Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God. 

2  Thy  walls  are  strength,  and  at  thy  gates 
A  guard  of  heav'nly  warriors  waits, 
Nor  shall  thy  deep  foundations  move, 
Fix'd  on  his  counsels  and  his  love. 

3  Thy  foes  in  vain  designs  engage, 
\gainst  his  throne  in  vain  they  rage ; 
Like  rising  waves  with  angry  roar. 
That  dash  and  die  upon  the  shore. 


THE  CHURCH.  203 

4  Then  let  us  still  in  Zion  dwell. 

Nor  fear  the  wrath  of  earth  and  hell  : 
His  arms  embrace  this  happy  ground, 
Like  brazen  bulwarks  built  around. 

5  God  is  our  shield,  and  God  our  sun  ; 
Swift  as  the  fleeting  moments  run, 
On  us  he  sheds  new  beams  of  grace, 
And  we  reflect  his  brightest  praise. 

Hymn  284.     C.  M. 

The  Church  described.— Cant.  vi.  10. 

CAY,  who  is  she  that  looks  abroad 

Like  the  sweet-blushing  dawn  ; 
When  with  her  living  light  she  paints 
The  dew  drops  of  the  lawn : 

2  Fair  as  the  moon,  when  in  the  skies 

Serene  her  throne  she  guides, 
And  o'er  the  twinkling  stars  supreme 
In  full-orb'd  glory  rides  : 

3  Clear  as  the  sun,  when  from  the  east 

Without  a  cloud  he  springs, 
And  scatters  boundless  light  and  heat, 
From  his  resplendent  wings  : 

4  Tremendous  as  a  host  that  moves 

Majestically  slow, 
With  banners  wide  display 'd,  all  arm'd, 
All  ardent  for  the  foe  ! 

5  This  is  the  church  by  heav 'n  array'd, 

With  strength  and  grace  divine  ; 
Thus  shall  she  strike  her  foes  with  dread, 
And  thu3  her  glories  shine. 


204  THE  CHURCH. 

Hymn  2%.     S.  M. 

Prayer  fur  mure  Labourers. 

JORD  of  the  harvest,  hear 
*    'in  i 

I  hy  needy  servant  s  cry  ; 

Answer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer, 

And  all  our  wants  supply. 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait, 

Our  wants  are  in  thy  view  ; 
The  harvest,  truly,  Lord,  is  great, 
The  labourers  are  few. 

3  Convert,  and  send  forth  more 

Into  thy  church  abroad, 
And  let  them  speak  thy  word  of  power, 
As  workers  with  their  God. 

4  Give  the  pure  Gospel  word, 

The  word  of  general  grace  ; 
Then  let  them  preach  the  common  Lord, 
Saviour  of  human  race. 

5  0  let  them  spread  thy  name, 

Their  mission  fully  prove  ; 

Thy  universal  grace  proclaim, 

Thine  all-redeeming  love  ! 

Hymn  283'    Til.  3. 

Zion,  or  the  City  of  God. 
TJLEST  inhabitants  of  Zion, 

Wash'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood  ! 
Jesus  whom  their  souls  rely  on, 

Makes  them  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
'Tis  his  love  his  people  raises 
Over  self  to  reign  as  kings  ; 
And  as  priests,  his  solemn  praises 
Each  for  a  thank-off 'ring  brings. 


THE  CHURCH.  205 

2  Saviour,  if  of  Zion's  city 

I  through  grace  a  member  am  ; 
Let  the  world  deride  or  pity, 

I  will  glory  in  thy  name  : 
Fading  is  the  worldling's  pleasures, 

All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show  ; 
Solid  joys  and  lasting  treasures, 

None  but  Zion's  children  know. 


Hymn  287.     S.  M. 


I"  IKE   Noah's  weary  dove, 

That  soar'd  the  earth  around, 
But  not  a  resting  place  above 
The  cheerless  waters  found  ; 

2  0  cease,  my  wand'ring  soul, 

On  restless  wing  to  roam  ; 
All  the  wide  world,  to  either  pole, 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

3  Behold  the  Ark  of  God, 

Behold  the  open  door  ; 
Hasten  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 

4  There,  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 

There,  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
And  every  longing  satisfied, 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

5  And,  when  the  waves  of  ire 

Again  the  earth  shall  fill, 
The  Ark  shall  ride  the  sea  of  fire- 
Then  rest  on  Zion's  hill 


206  FESTIVALS  AND  FASTS. 

Hymn  288.     &  .M. 

The  kingdom  of  God. 
I   LOVE  thy  kingdom  Lord, 
The  house  of  thine  abode, 
The  Church,  our  blest  Redeemer  sav'd 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

3  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King  : 
Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
•Shall  great  deliv'ranee  bring. 

4  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 


FESTIVALS  AjYD  FASTS. 


Hymn  289.     S.  M. 

The  Lord's  Day. 
WELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 

And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 
The  King  himself  comes  near 

To  feast  his  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  may  we  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise  and  pray. 


FESTIVALS  AND  FASTS.  207 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 

Where  Jesus  is  within, 
Is  better  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasure  and  of  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
'Till  it  is  call'd  to  soar  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

Hymn  290.     L.  M. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

f^OME,  gracious  Lord,  and  bless  this  day, 
Come,  bear  our  thoughts  from  earth  away  ; 
Now  let  our  noblest  passions  rise 
With  ardour  to  their  native  skies. 

2  Come,  holy  Sprit,  all  divine, 
With  rays  of  light  upon  us  shine : 
And  let  our  waiting  souls  be  blest, 
On  this  sweet  day  of  sacred  rest. 

3  Then  when  our  sabbaths  here  are  o'er, 
And  we  arrive  on  Canaan's  shore, 
With  all  the  ransom'd  we  shall  spend 
A  sabbath  which  shall  never  end. 

Hymn  291.     C.  M. 

Evening  of  the  Lord's  Day. 
"FREQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns 

To  shed  its  quick'ning  beams  ; 
And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns ; 
How  languid  are  its  flames  ! 
1  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love — 
Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive  ; 
We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live. 


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3  Increase,  0  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  ascend, 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
The  sabbath  ne'er  shall  end  ; 

4  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heav'nly  air, 

With  heav'nly  lustre  shine ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 
And  feast  on  love  divine. 

Hymn  292     II.  3. 

The  Lord's  day. 
QREAT  God  !  this  sacred  day  of  thine 
Demands  the  soul's  collected  pow'rs: 
Gladly  we  now  to  thee  resign 

These  solemn,  consecrated  hours  : 
O  may  our  souls  adoring  own 
The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne  ! 

2  All-seeing  God !  thy  piercing  eye 

Can  ever}r  secret  thought  explore  : 
May  worldly  cares  our  bosoms  fly, 

And  where  thou  art  intrude  no  more  ! 
0  may  thy  grace  our  spirits  move, 
And  fix  our  minds  on  things  above  ! 

3  Thy  Spirit's  pow'rful  aid  impart, 

And  bid  thy  word,  with  life  divine, 
Engage  the  ear,  and  warm  the  heart ; 

Then  shall  the  day  indeed  be  thine. 
Then  shall  our  souls  adoring  own 
The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 


FESTIVALS  AND  FAST8.  209 

Hymn  293.     L.  M. 

For  Good  Friday. 
TIT  HEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 

On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ  my  Lord  : 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  : 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  1 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

Hymn  294.    II.  1. 

For  Good  Friday. 

u  "THIS  finish'd,"  the  Redeemer  said, 

And  meekly  bow'd  his  dying  head  ; 
O  wondrous  loving  pain  ! 
Come,  sinners,  and  mark  well  the  word  ; 
There  view  the  conquests  of  our  Lord, 
Complete  for  helpless  man. 
2  Finish'd  the  righteousness  of  grace, 
Finish'd  the  pain  that  bought  our  peace  , 

The  sinner's  debt  is  paid  ; 
Accusing  law  cancelled  by  blood, 
And  wrath  of  an  offended  God 
In  sweet  oblivion  laid. 
O 


210  FESTIVALS  AND  FASTS. 

3  Who  now  shall  urge  a  second  claim  ? 
The  law  no  longer  can  condemn  ; 

Faith  a  release  can  show  ! 
Justice  itself  a  friend  appears, 
The  prison-house  a  whisper  hears, 

Loose  him,  and  let  him  go. 

4  0  unbelief,  injurious  bar  ! 
Source  of  tormenting  fruitless  fear, 

Why  dost  thou  yet  reply  1 
Where'er  thy  loud  objections  fall, 
*Tia  finislid,  still  may  answer  afl, 

And  silence  ev'ry  cry. 

Hymn  295.     H.  3. 

For  Good  Friday. 
,rPIS  done,  th'  atoning  work  is  done  ! 
Jesus,  the  world's  Eedeemer,  dies ; 
All  nature  feels  th'  important  groan, 

Loud  echoing  through  earth  and  skies ; 
The  earth  doth  to  her  centre  quake, 
And  heav'n  as  hell's  deep  gloom  is  black ! 

2  The  temple's  veil  is  rent  in  twain, 

While  Jesus  meekly  bows  his  head  ; 
The  rocks  resent  his  mortal  pain, 

The  yawning  graves  give  up  their  dead  | 
The  bodies  of  the  saints  arise, 
Reviving  as  their  Saviour  dies. 

3  And  shall  we  not  his  death  partake, 

In  sympathetic  anguish  groan  1 
O  Saviour !  let  thy  passion  shake 

Our  earth,  and  rend  our  hearts  of  stone: 
To  second  life  our  souls  restore, 
And  wake  us  that  we  sleep  nc 


FESTIVALS  AND  FASTS.  ,         211 

Hymn  290.     C.  M. 

The  Cross.— For  Good  Friday. 
TV |  Y  Saviour  hanging  on  the  tree, 

In  agonies  and  blood, 
Methought  once  turn'd  his  eyes  on  me, 

As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 
Sure,  never  till  my  latest  breath 

Can  I  forget  that  look ; 
It  seem'd  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 

Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 
My  conscience  felt,  and  own'd  the  guilt, 

And  plung'd  me  in  despair  : 
I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 

And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 
Alas !  I  knew  not  what  I  did; 

But  now  my  tears  are  vain  : 
Where  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid  ! 

For  I  the  Lord  have  slain. 
A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 

"  I  freely  all  forgive  : 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid, 

I  die,  that  thou  may'st  live." 
Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays 

In  all  its  blackest  hue, 
(Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace,) 

It  seals  my  pardon  too. 

Hymn  297.    III.  3. 

Our  Great  High  Priest.— For  Good  Friday. 
THREAT  High  Priest,  we  view  thee  stoop- 
ing, 

With  our  names  upon  thy  breast ; 
In  the  garden,  groaning,  drooping, 

To  the  ground  with  sorrow  presa'd. 


212  FESTIVALS  AND  FASTS. 

2  Weeping  angels  stood  confounded 

To  behold  their  Maker  thus  ! 
And  can  we  remain  uriwounded, 
When  we  know  'twas  all  for  us? 

3  On  the  cross  thy  body  broken, 

Cancels  ev'ry  penal  tie  : 
Tempted  souls,  produce  this  token 
All  demands  to  satisfy. 

4  All  is  finish'd,  do  not  doubt  it, 

But  believe  your  dying  Lord  ; 
Never  reason  more  about  it, 
Only  take  him  at  his  word, 

5  Lord,  we  fain  would  trust  thee  solely, 

Since  for  us  thy  blood  was  spilt : 
Oracious  Saviour,  take  us  wholly — 
Take  and  make  us  what  thou  wilt. 

Hymn  298.     L.  M. 

Christ  dying,  rising,  and  rejoicing. 

Tl  E  dies !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 

Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  : 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ! 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground  ! 

2  Ye  saints,  approach  !  the  anguish  view, 

Of  him  who  groans  beneath  your  load 
He  gives  his  precious  life  for  you, 
For  you  he  sheds  his  precious  blood  \ 

3  Here 's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree ; 

The  Lord  of  Glory  dies  for  men  ! 
But  lo !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  ! 
Jesus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 


FESTIVALS  AND  FASTS.  213 

4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb ! 

Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flies  ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies ! 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliv'rer  reigns; 
Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  tyrant  death  in  chains. 

6  Say,  "  Live  for  ever,  glorious  King, 

Born  to  redeem,  instruct,  and  save !" 
Then  ask — "0  death,  where  is  thy  sting  1 
And  where  thy  victory,  O  grave  1" 


Hymn  299. 

Easter. 

TTPRISING  from  the  darksome  tomb, 
See  the  victorious  Jesus  come ! 

Th'  Almighty  Pris'ner  quits  the  pris'n, 

And  angels  tell,  the  Lord  is  ris'n. 

Angels,  angels,  angels,  angels,  angels,  tell  the 
Lord  is  ris'n. 

Ye  guilty  souls  that  groan  and  grieve, 
Hear  the  glad  tidings,  hear  and  live ; 
God's  righteous  law  is  satisfied ; 
And  justice  now  is  on  your  side. 
Justice,  justice,  &c. 

Your  surety,  thus  releas'd  by  God, 
Pleads  the  rich  ransom  of  his  blood, 
No  new  demand,  no  bar  remains ; 
But  mercy  now  triumphant  reigns. 
Mercy,  mercy,  &c. 


.214  FESTIVALS  AMI  FAST8. 

4  Believers,  hail  your  rising  head, 
The  First-begotten  from  the  dead  : 
Your  resurrection  's  sure,  through  Hia, 
To  endless  life,  and  boundless  bliss. 
Endless,  endless,  &c. 

Hymn  300.    III.  2. 

Easter  —Isaiah  Ixm. 
"IVHO  is  this  that  comes  from  Edom  ? 

All  his    raiment  stained  with  blood; 
To  the  slave  proclaiming  freedom ; 
Bringing  and  bestowing  good  ; 
Glorious  in  the  garb  he  wears  ; 
Glorious  in  the  spoils  he  bears  ? 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour,  now  victorious, 
Traveling  onward  in  his  might ; 
'Tis  the  Saviour,  O  how  glorious 
To  his  people  is  the  sight ! 
Jesus  now  is  strong  to  save  ! 
Mighty  to  redeem  the  slave. 

3  Why  that  blood  his  raiment  staining  ? 
'Tis  the  blood  of  many  slain  : 

Of  his  foes  there  's  none  remaining, 
None  the  contest  to  maintain. 
Fall'n  they  are  no  more  to  rise  ; 
All  their  glory  prostrate  lies. 

4  Mighty  victor,  reign  for  ever  : 
Wear  the  crown  so  dearly  won  : 
Never  shall  thy  people,  never 
Cease  to  sing  what  thou  hast  done : 
Thou  hast  fought  thy  people's  foes  ; 
Thou  hast  healed  thy  people's  woes. 


FESTIVALS  AND  FASTS.  215 

Hymn  301.    II.  4. 

The  resurrection  of  Christ. — For  Easter. 
HPHE  great  Redeemer  rose; 

The  Saviour  left  the  dead, 
And  over  hellish  foes, 

High  rais'd  his  conquering  head: 

In  wild  dismay, 

The  guards  around 

Fall  to  the  ground, 

And  sink  away. 

Lo  !  the  angelic  bands 

In  full  assembly  meet 

To  wait  his  high  commands, 

And  worship  at  his  feet. 

Joyful  they  come, 

And  wing  their  way 

From  realms  of  day 

To  Jesus'  tomb. 

Then  back  to  heav'n  they  fly, 

The  joyful  news  to  bear: 
Hark !  as  they  soar  on  high, 
What  music  fills  the  air ! 
Their  anthems  say : 
"  Jesus  who  bled 
Hath  left  the  dead; 
He  rose  to  day." 
Ye  mortals  catch  the  sound, 

Redeem'd  by  him  from  hell ; 
And  send  the  echo  round 

The  globe  on  which  you  dwell. 
"With  Christ  we  rise  ; 
With  Christ  we  reign, 
And  empires  gain 
Bevond  the  skies. 


216  FESTIVALS  AND  FASTS. 

Hymn  302.     L.  M. 

Trinity  Sunday. 
(\H  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ; 
^  Bright  in  thy  deeds  and  in  thy  name, 
For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd  ; 

Thy  glories  let  the  world  proclaim. 

2  0  Jesus !  Lamb  once  crucified, 

To  take  our  load  of  sins  away, 

Thine  be  the  hymn  that  rolls  its  tide 

Along  the  realms  of  upper  day  ! 

3  Oh  Holy  Spirit,  from  above 

In  streams  of  light  and  glory  giv'n, 
Thou  source  of  ecstacy  and  love, 

Thy  praises  ring  through  earth  and  heaven. 

4  Oh  God  Tri-une !  to  thee  we  owe 

Our  every  thought — our  every  song ; 
And  ever  may  thy  praises  flow 

From  saint  and  seraph's  burning  tongue. 

Hymn  303.    II.  4. 

Trinity  Sunday. 
"VlfE  give  immortal  praise 
T       To  God  the  Father's  love, 
For  all  our  comforts  here, 
And  all  our  hopes  above : 
He  sent  his  own 

Eternal  Son, 
To  die  for  sins 

That  man  had  done. 


FESTIVALS  AM)  FASTS.  217 

2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 

Immortal  glory  too. 
Who  sav'd  us  by  his  blood 
From  everlasting  woe  : 
And  now  he  lives, 

And  now  he  reigns, 
And  sees  the  fruit 
Of  all  his  pains. 

3  To  God  the  Spirit,  praise 

And  endless  worship  give, 
Whose  new-creating  pow'r 
Makes  the  dead  sinner  live : 
His  work  completes 
The  great  design, 
And  fills  the  soul 
With  joy  divine. 

4  Almighty  God  !  to  thee 

Be  endless  honours  done ; 
The  sacred  Persons  three, 
The  Godhead  only  one  : 
Where  reason  fails 

With  all  her  pow'rs, 
There  faith  prevails, 
And  love  adores. 

Hymn  304.    CM. 

Christm as.— Luke  ii.  8—15. 
YITHILE  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by 
night, 
All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down 
And  glory  shone  around. 


219  FESTIVALS  AND  FASi^r. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind  ; 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you,  and  all  mankind. 

3  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign  : 

4  The  heav'nly  Babe  you  there  shall  find, 

To  human  view  display 'd, 
All  meanly  wrapt  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid.'' 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 
Address'd  their  joyful  song  : 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace ; 
Good-will,  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men, 
Begin  and  never  cease." 

Hymn  305.     III.  3. 

Christmas. 

^OME,  thou  long  expected  Jesus, 

Born  to  set  thy  people  free  ; 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee  ! 
Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  earth  thou  art; 
Dear  desire  of  ev'ry  nation, 

Joy  of  ev'ry  longing  heart. 


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2  Born,  thy  people  to  deliver, 

Bom  a  child,  and  yet  a  king : 
Born  to  reign  in  us  for  ever, 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring' 
By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne ! 

Hymn  306.  III.  1. 

Christmas. 
TTARK!  the  herald  angels  sing, 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King ! 
Peace  on  earth  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconcil'd. 

2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations  rise. 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  skies  ; 
With  th'  angelic  host  proclaim, 
"  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem !" 

3  Christ,  by  highest  heav'n  ador'd, 
Christ  the  everlasting  Lord  : 
Late  in  time  behold  him  come, 
Offspring  of  a  virgin's  womb. 

4  Veil'd  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see, 
Hail  th'  incarnate  Deity  ! 
Pleas'd  as  man  with  men  t'  appear, 
Jesus  our  Immanuel  here. 

5  Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by ; 

Born  that  man  no  more  may  die  ; 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth, 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 


220  FESTIVALS  AND  FASTS. 

6  Come,  desire  of  nations,  come, 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home  ; 
Rise,  the  woman's  conqu'ring  seed, 
Bruise  in  us  the  serpent's  head. 

Hymn  307. 

For  Christmas. 

TTITHER,  ye  faithful,  haste  with  songs  of 

triumph, 
To  Bethlehem  go,  the  Lord  of  life  to  meet ; 
To  you  this  day  is  born  a  Prince  and  Saviour, 
O  come  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 

2  Oh  Jesus,  for  such  wondrous  condescension 
Our   praise   and  reverence   are  an  off' ring 

meet; 
Now    is   the  word  made  flesh,  and  dwells 

among  us, 
O  come,  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 

3  Shout  his  almighty  name,  ye  choirs  of  angels, 
Let  the  celestial  courts  his  praise  repeat : 
Unto  our  God  be  glory  in  the  highest, 

O  come  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 

Hymn  308.    III.  3. 

The  song  of  the  Jingels  at  Bethlehem. 
XT  ARK  !   what  mean  those  holy  voices, 
Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies  ? 
Lo  !  the  angelic  host  rejoices  ; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 
2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story, 

Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy ; 
"  Glory  in  the  highest,  glory  ! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high  ! 


FESTIVALS  AND  FASTS.  221 

3  "  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven, 
Reaching  far  as  man  is  found; 
Souls  redeem'd,  and  sins  forgiven  ; — 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

•4  "  Christ  is  born,  the  Great  Anointed  ; 
Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing  ! 
0  receive  whom  God  appointed, 

For  your  prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

5  "  Hasten,  mortals,  to  adore  Him ; 

Learn  his  name,  and  taste  his  joy  ; 
Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  Him, 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high  !" 

6  Let  us  learn  the  wondrous  story 

Of  our  Great  Redeemer's  birth; 
Spread  the  brightness  of  his  glory, 
Till  it  cover  all  the  earth. 

Hymn  309.    IV.  5. 

Christmas  Hymn. 
X^ROM  the  regions  of  love, 
Lo  !  an  angel  descended, 
And  told  the  strange  news 

How  the  babe  was  attended  ; 
Go,  shepherds,  and  visit 

This  wonderful  stranger, 
With  wonder  and  joy 

See  your  God  in  a  manger. 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb, 

Who  obtain'd  our  redemption ; 

We'll  praise  him  evermore 
When  we  pass  over  Jordan. 


222  FESTIVALS  AND  FASTS. 

2  Glad  tidings  I  bring 

To  you  and  each  nation  ; 
Glad  tidings  of  joy, 

Now  behold  your  salvation  : 
When  sudden  a  multitude 

Raise  their  glad  voices, 
And  shout  their  Redeemer 

While  heaven  rejoices. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

3  Now  glory  to  God 

In  the  highest  is  given, 
Now  glory  to  God 

Is  re-echo'd  through  heaven  : 
Around  the  whole  earth 

Let  us  tell  the  glad  story, 
And  sing  of  his  love, 

His  salvation  and  glory, 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

4  Enraptur'd  I  burn 

With  delight  and  desire, 
A  love  so  divine 

Sets  my  soul  all  on  fire  : 
Around  the  bright  throne 

Now  hosannas  are  ringing ; 
O  when  shall  I  join  them, 

And  be  ever  singing  ! 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

6  Triumphantly  ride 

In  thy  chariot  victorious, 
And  conquer  with  love 
O,  Jesus,  all  glorious  ! 


FESTIVALS  AXD  FASTS.  223 

Thy  banner  unfurl, 

Bid  the  nations  surrender, 
And  own  thee  their  Saviour, 

Their  king  and  defender, 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

Hymn  310.     L.  M. 

Birth  of  Christ. — Isaiah  ix.  6,  7. 
HPO  us  a  child  is  born  from  heav'n ; 
To  us  the  Son  of  God  is  giv'n  ; 
The  Government  of  worlds  he  made, 
Upon  his  shoulders  shall  be  laid. 

3  His  name,  the  Wonderful  shall  be, 
His  wonders  heav'n  and  earth  shall  see 
The  Counsellor  of  truth  and  grace, 
Who  leads  in  paths  of  righteousness. 

4  The  mighty  God,  that  glorious  name, 
His  works  and  words  join  to  proclaim  : 
The  Everlasting  Father,  He — 

And  the  whole  Church  his  family. 

5  The  Prince  of  Peace,  on  David's  throne ; 
And  nations  yet  unborn  shall  own 

His  sov'reign  and  his  gracious  sway, 
Proud  of  the  honour  to  obey. 

6  Justice  and  Judgment  he'll  maintain — 
To  everlasting  ages  reign  : 

Jind  his  blest  empire  shall  increase, 
'Till  time,  with  all  its  movements,  cease. 


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Hymn  311.     II.  4. 

Birth  of  Christ. 

A  WAKE,  awake,  arise, 

And  hail  the  glorious  morn  ; 
Hark  !  how  the  angels  sing, 
"  To  you  a  Saviour  's  born :" 
Now  let  our  hearts  in  concprt  move, 
And  ev'ry  tongue  be  tun'd  to  love. 

2  He  mortals  came  to  save 

From  sin's  tyrannic  pow'r ; 
Come,  with  the  angels  sing, 

At  this  auspicious  hour  ; 
Let  ev'ry  heart  and  tongue  combine, 
To  praise  the  love,  the  grace  divine. 

3  The  prophecies  and  types 

Are  all  this  day  fulfill'd ; 
With  Eastern  sages  join, 

To  praise  this  wondrous  child ; 
God's  only  Son  is  come  to  bless 
The  earth  with  peace  and  righteousness. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

For  our  Immanuel's  birth  ! 
To  mortal  man  good  will, 

And  peace  and  joy  on  earth  ! 
With  angels  now  we  will  repeat 
Their  songs,  still  new  and  ever  sweet. 

Hymn  312. 

The  Star  in  the  East. 

BRIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 
morning,  [aid ; 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine 
Star  of  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 

Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid  \ 


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2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew  drops  are  shining* 

Low  lies  his  bed  with  the  beasts  of  the 
stall ; 
Angels  adore  him  in  slumbers  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him  in  costly  devotion, 

Odours  of  Edom  and  off 'rings  divine  1 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the 
ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the 
mine '! 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation  ; 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favour  secure ; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration  ; 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine 
aid  ! 
Star  of  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

Hymn  313.    III.  1. 

For  the  New  Year —  Time  how  swift. 
T)yHILE  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 

*  *     Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here  : 
Fix'd  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below  ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little — none  can  know* 
P 


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2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies, 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find  ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies, 

Darts  and  leaves  no  trace  behind  ; 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream  : 
Upwards,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive, 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew, 
Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live 

With  eternity  in  view  : 
Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old, 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love ; 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

Hymn  314.     C.  M. 

New- Year — Prayer  for  a  blessing. 

IV  OW,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal, 

And  make  thy  glory  known  ; 
Now  let  us  all  thy  presence  feel, 
And  soften  hearts  of  stone  ! 

2  Help  us  to  venture  near  thy  throne, 

And  plead  a  Saviour's  name  ; 
For  all  that  we  can  call  our  own, 
Is  vanity  and  shame. 

3  From  all  the  guilt  of  former  sin 

May  mercy  set  us  free ; 
And  let  the  year  we  now  begin, 
Begin  and  end  with  thee. 


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4  Send  down  thy  spirit  from  above, 

That  saints  may  love  thee  more  ; 
And  sinners  may  now  learn  to  love, 
Who  never  lov'd  before. 

5  And  when  before  thee  we  appear, 

In  our  eternal  home, 
May  growing  numbers  worship  here, 
And  praise  thee  in  our  room. 

Hymn  315.     C.  M. 

New  Year. 

f"^OME,  Lord,  and  bless  the  rising  race  ! 

Make  this  a  happy  hour, 
According  to  thy  richest  grace, 
And  thine  almighty  pow'r. 

2  Dear  youth,  we  know  your  sinful  state — 

May  God  your  hearts  renew  ! 
We  should  awhile  ourselves  forget, 
To  pour  our  pray'r  for  you. 

3  We  see,  though  you  perceive  it  not, 

Th'  approaching  awful  doom  ! 

Oh,  tremble  at  the  solemn  thought, 

And  flee  the  wrath  to  come  ! 

4  Dear  Saviour,  let  this  new  born  year 

Spread  an  alarm  abroad ; 
And  cry  in  ev'ry  careless  ear, 
M  Prepare  to  meet  thy  God  !" 
Hymn  318. 

JV'eic  Tear. 
Z^OME,  let  us  anew, 

Our  journey  pursue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear; 


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His  adorable  will 
Let  us  gladly  fulfil, 
And  our  talents  improve 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labour  of 
love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream  ; 
Our  time,  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away  ; 

And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 

The  arrow  is  flown, 

The  moment  is  gone, 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity  's  near. 

3  Oh,  that  each  in  the  day 
Of  his  coming  may  say, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through, 
I  have  linish'd  the  work  thou  didst  give  me 
to  do  !" 
Oh,  that  each  from  his  Lord 
May  receive  the  glad  word, 
"  Well  and  faithfully  done, 
Enter  into    my  joy   and   sit   down  on  my 
throne!" 

Hymn  317.     L.  M. 

Help  obtained  of  God. — Acts  xxvi.22. 
{"^.REAT  God  we  sing  thy  mighty  hand, 

By  which  supported  still  we  stand : 
The  op'ning  year  thy  mercy  shows  : 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 
2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God  ! 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 
By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 


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3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depress'd, 

Be  thou  our  joy  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Ador'd  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  interrupt  these  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  helper  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 

In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 


MISSIONS. 


Hymn  318.     C.  M. 

Adotnt—  The  coming  and  oijice  of  Christ. — Luke  iv  18,19. 
XT  ARK  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes, 

The  Saviour  promis'u  long  I 
Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  a  throi.e, 
And  ev'ry  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit  largely  pour'd, 

Exerts  his  sacred  lire; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspiie. 

3  He  comes,  the  pris'ners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held. 
The  gates  j  f  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 


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4  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice  ' 

To  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 
And  on'the  eyes  oppress'd  with  night, 
To  pour  celestial  tiny. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

Hymn  319.     C.  M. 

Zion's  Feast. — Isaiah  xxv.  6. 
HN  Zion,  his  most  holy  mount, 

God  will  a  feast  prepare  ; 
And  Israel's  sons  and  Gentile  lands 
Shall  in  the  banquet  share. 

2  Marrow  and  fatness  are  the  food 

His  bounteous  hand  bestows  ; 
Wine  on  the  lees,  and  well  rerin'd, 
In  rich  abundance  flows. 

3  See  to  the  vilest,  of  the  vile 

A  free  acceptance  giv'n, 
See  rebels,  by  adopting  gr?.ce, 
Sit  with  the  heirs  of  heav'n  ! 

4  The  pain'd,  the  sick,  the  dying,  now 

To  ease  and  health  restor'd, 
With  eager  appetites  partake 
The  plenties  of  the  board. 


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5  But,  0  what  draughts  of  bliss  unknown, 
What  dainties  shall  be  giv'n, 
When  with  the  myriads  round  the  throne 
YVe  join  the  feast  of  heav'n  ! 
ii  There  joys  immeasurably  high 
Shall  overflow  the  soul ; 
And  springs  of  life  that  never  dry, 
In  thousand  channels  roll. 

Hymn  320.    L.  M. 

Millennium. — Isaiah  xi.  4—9.     Rev.  xx.  5—10. 
I    OOK  up,  my  soul,  with  sweet  surprise, 

Toward  the  joyful,  coming  day, 

When  Jesus  shall  descend  the  skies, 

And  form  a  bright,  a  dazzling  ray. 

2  Nations  shall  in  a  day  be  born, 

And  swift,  like  doves,  to  Jesus  fly ; 

The  saints  shall  know  no  clouds  return, 

Nor  sorrow  mixing  with  their  joy. 

3  The  lion  and  the  lamb  shall  feed 

Together,  in  his  peaceful  reign  ; 
And  Zion,  blest  with  heav'nly  bread. 
Of  pinching  wants  no  more  complain. 

4  The  Jew,  the  Greek,  the  bond,  the  free, 

Shall  boast  their  sev'ral  rights  no  more  ; 
But  join  in  sweetest  harmony, 

Their  Lord,  their  Sov'reign,  to  adore. 

Hymn  321.     L.  M. 

The,  Jubilee. 

(CAPTAIN  of  thine  enlisted  host, 

Display  thy  glorious  banner  high; 
The  summons  send  from  coast  to  coast, 
And  call  a  num'rous  army  nigh. 


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2  A  solemn  jubilee  proclaim, 

Proclaim  the  great  Sabbatic  day  ; 
Assert  the  glories  of  thy  name, 

Spoil  Satan  of  his  wish'd  for  prey  ! 

3  Bid,  bid  thy  heralds  publish  loud 

The  peaceful  blessings  of  thy  reign  : 
And  when  they  speak  of  sprinkling  blood, 
The  myst'ry  to  the  heart  explain. 

4  Fight  for  thyself,  O  Jesus,  fight, 

The  travail  of  thy  soul  regain, 
Before  the  blind  make  darkness  light, 
And  crooked  paths  do  thou  make  plain. 

Hymn  322.     L.  M. 

Universal  praise.— Psalm  cxvii. 
"PROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 

Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ! 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 

Eternal  truths  attend  thy  word  : 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more  ! 

Hymn  323.    II.  4. 

Spread  cf  the  Gos]>el. 
XI  ARK!  hark  ! — the  notes  of  joy 
Roll  o'er  the  heav'nly  plains, 
And  seraphs  find  employ 
For  their  sublimest  strains  ; 
Some  new  delight  in  heav'n  is  known  ; 
Loud  sing  the  harps  around  the  throne. 


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2  Hark  !  hark  ! — the  sounds  draw  nigh, 
The  joyful  hosts  descend  : 

Jesus  forsakes  the  sky, 

To  earlh  his  footsteps  bend  ; 
He  comes  to  bless  our  fallen  race ; 
He  comes  with  messages  of  grace. 

3  Bear,  bear  the  tidings  round; 
Let  every  mortal  know 
What  love  in  God  is  found, 
What  pity  he  can  show  : 

Ye  winds  that  blow,  ye  waves  that  roll, 
Bear  the  glad  news  from  pole  to  pole. 

4  Strike,  strike  the  harps  again, 
To  great  Immanuel's  name  ; 
Arise  ye  sons  of  men. 

And  all  his  grace  proclaim  ; 
Angels  and  men,  wake  ev'ry  string, 
'Tis  God  the  Saviour's  praise  we  sing. 

Hymn  324.     L.  M. 

Prayer  for  the  influences  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 

Q  SPIRIT  of  the  living  God  ! 

In  all  thy  plenitude  of  grace, 
Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
Descend  on  our  apostate  race  ! 

2  Give  tongues  of  fire  and  hearts  of  love, 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word  ; 
Give  power  and  unction  from  above, 
Where'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard. 

3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light; 

Confusion,  order,  in  thy  path  ; 
Souls  without  strength  inspire  with  might ; 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath. 


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4  Convert  the  nations  ;  far  and  nigh 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record  ; 
The  name  of  Jesus  glorify. 

Till  ev'ry  people  call  him  Lord. 

Hymn  325.    IV.  1. 

Spread  of  the  Gospel. 

T-TOW  wondrous  and  great 

Thy  works,  God  of  praise, 
How  just,  King  of  saints, 

And  true  are  thy  ways! 
O  who  shall  not  fear  thee, 

And  honour  thy  name  ! 
Thou  only  art  holy, 

Thou  only  supreme  ! 

2  To  nations  long  dark 

Thy  light  shall  be  shown  ; 
Their  worship  and  vows 

Shall  come  to  thy  throne : 
Thy  truth  and  thy  judgments 

Shall  spread  all  abroad, 
Till  earth's  ev'ry  people 

Confess  thee  their  God. 

Hymn  326.    II.  6. 

The  reign  of  Christ. 
XT  AIL  to  the  Lord's  anointed, 
Great  David's  greater  Son  ; 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun  ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free. 
To  take  away  transgression, 
And  rule  in  equity. 


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2  He  comes,  with  succour  speedy, 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong, 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemn'd  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

3  He  shall  descend  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love  and  joy  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth  ; 
Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go ; 
And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

4  To  him  shall  pray'r  unceasing, 

Ami  daily  vows,  ascend; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end  : 
The  tide  of  time  shad  never 

His  covenant  remove  ; 
His  name  shall  stand  for  ever  ; 

That  name  to  us  is  Love. 


Hywln  327.     C.  M. 

Preaching  the  gospel  to  every  creature. 

QREAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 

Are  by  creation  thine; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  bpheld, 
Thv  radiant  glories  shine. 


236  missions. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  richer  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasur'd  in  thy  mind. 

3  Lord,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

Till  ev'ry  tribe  and  ev'ry  soul 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound. 

4  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 

To  spread  the  gospel  rays; 
And  build,  on  sin's  deblolish'd  throne, 
The  temples  of  thy  praise. 

Hymn  328.     C.  M. 

The  angers  flight. —Rev.  xiv.  6. 
JJEHOLD,  high  in  the  midst  of  heav'n, 

A  mighty  angel  dies ; 
The  gospel,  grace,  and  life  are  giv'n 
By  him  who  paid  their  price. 

2  Asia  receives  the  word  of  love, 

And  wonders  as  she  hears  ; 
The  day-spring,  dawning  from  above, 
O'er  Africa  appears. 

3  The  islands  of  the  sea  rejoice, 

And  sing  Immanuel's  praise  ; 
With  joyful  heart,  and  rapt'rous  voice, 
They  shout  his  welcome  grace. 

4  Then  let  its  shout  hosannas  too, 

To  David's  holy  Son ; — 
Then  let  us  to  the  nations  show 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 


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Hymn  329.     II.  4. 

Prayer  for  the  nations  in  darkness. 

gOV'REIGN  of  worlds  above, 

And  Lord  of  all  below, 
Thy  faithfulness  arid  love. 
Thy  pow'r  and  mercy  show: 
Fullil  thy  word; 
Thy  Spirit  give; 
Let  heathens  live 

And  praise  the  Lord. 

2  On  lands  that  lie  beneath 

Foul  superstition's  sway, 
Whose  horrid  shades  of  death 
Admit  no  heav 'nly  ray, 
Blest  Spirit  !  shine, 
Their  hearts  illume ; 
Dispel  the  gloom 
With  light  divine. 

3  Father,  who  to  thy  Son 

Thy  steadfast  word  hast  giv'n, 
That  through  the  earth  shall  run 
The  news  of  peace  with  heav'n, 
Extend  his  fame  ; 
Thy  grace  diffuse ; 
And  let  the  news 
The  world  reclaim. 

4  Few  be  the  years  that  roll, 

Ere  all  shall  worship  thee; 
The  travail  of  his  soul, 
Soon  let  the  Saviour  see; 
0  God  of  grace  ! 
Thy  pow'r  employ, 
FH1  earth  with  joy, 

And  heav'n  with  praise. 


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Hymn  330;     L.  M. 

Prayer  for  Israel. —  Rom.  %   1. 
A  RISE,  great  God,  and  let  thy  grace 
Shed  its  glad  beams  on  Jacob's  race  ; 
Restore  the  long  lost,  scatter'd  band, 
And  call  them  to  their  native  land. 

2  Their  mis'ry  let  thy  mercy  heal, 
Their  trespass  hide,  their  pardon  seal ; 
O  God  of  Israel,  hear  our  pray'r, 
And  grant  them  still  thy  love  to  share. 

3  How  long  shall  Jacob's  offspring  prove 
The  sad  suspension  of  thy  love  1 
Say,  shall  thy  wrath  perpetual  burn  ! 
And  wilt  thou  ne'er,  appeas'd,  return  1 

4  Thy  quick'ning  Spirit  now  impart, 
And  wake  to  joy  each  grateful  heart, 
While  Israel's  rescu'd  tribes  in  thee 
Their  bliss  and  full  salvation  see. 

Hymn  331.     L.  M. 

Prevalen-e  of  the  Oospcl  anticipated. 
r|,H01JGH  now  the  nations  sit  beneath 
The  darkness  of  o'erspreading  death, 
God  will  arise  with  light  divine 
On  Zion's  holy  tow'rs  to  shine. 

2  That  light  shall  glance  on  distant  lands, 
And  heathen  tribes,  in  joyful  bands, 
Come  with  exulting  haste  to  prove 
The  pow'r  and  greatness  of  his  love. 

3  Lord,  may  the  triumphs  of  thy  grace 
Abound  with  righteousness  and  peace, 
In  mild  and  lovely  forms  display 
The  glories  of  the  latter  day. 


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Hymn   332.    II.  3. 

Christians  debtors  to  the  Gentiles. 
{CHRISTIANS,  the  glorious  hope  we  know 

Which  soothes  the  heart  in  every  wo, 
While  heathens  helpless,  hopeless  lie ; 
No  ray  of  glory  meets  their  eye  : — 
O  give  to  their  desiring  sight 
The  hope  that  Jesus  brought  to  light ! 
Christians,  ye  taste  the  heavenly  grace. 
Which  cheers  believers  in  their  race  ; 
Uncheered  by  grace,  through  heathen  gloom, 
See  millions  hastening  to  the  tomb  : — 
To  heathen  lands  that  grace  convey, 
Which  trains  the  soul  for  endless  day. 
Christians,  ye  prize  the  Saviour's  blood, 
In  which  the  soul  is  cleansed  for  God  ; 
Millions  of  souls  in  darkness  dwell, 
Uncleansed  from  sin — exposed  to  hell : — 
O  strive  that  heathens  soon  may  view 
That  precious  blood  which  cleanseth  you  ! 

Hymn  333.    HI.  4. 

Come  beheld  the  Works  of  the  Lord.— Psalm  xlvi.  & 
f^OME  and  see  what  Gcd  is  doing, 

His  are  works  of  power  and  grace; 
Round  the  world  his  word  is  going, 

Giving  light  to  every  place  ; 
'Tis  a  day  expected  long, 
Theme  of  old  prophetic  song. 
Long  the  nations  were  benighted  ; 

And  the  darkness  had  been  still, 
But  the  lamp  that  God  has  lighted 

Now  is  set  upon  a  hill ; 


240  MISSIONS. 

Many  now  enjoy  the  light, 
And  with  rapture  hail  the  sight. 
3  Higher  still,  and  higher  place  it, 
Show  it  to  the  world  around  ; 
Never  should  we  cease  to  raise  it, 
While  a  nation  still  is  found — 
One  to  whom  it  is  not  given 
To  enjoy  the  light  of  heaven. 
Hymn  334.     L.  M. 

"Freely  ye  have  received,  freely  give." — Rev.  xxii.  2. 
Man.  x.  8. 

(~10  forth,  and  plant  the  sacred  tree, 

The  Tree  of  Life — 'tis  God's  command  ; 
For  health  and  healing  it  shall  be, 
A  blessing  meant  for  every  land. 

2  In  every  soil  and  clime  it  grows : 
Beneath  the  sun  its  fruit  is  found : 
It  thrives  amidst  the  winter  snows, 
When  all  is  waste  and  dead  around. 

3  Speed  then  your  way  to  every  land  ! 
Convey  to  all  the  gift  of  heaven : 
We  thus  obey  our  Lord's  command, 
We  freely  give  what 's  freely  given. 

Hymn  335.    III.  3. 

"  Come  and  help  us  /" 
T-JARK  !  what  mean  those  lamentations, 

Rolling  sadly  through  the  sky  1 
'Tis  the  cry  of  heathen  nations — 
"  Come  and  help  us,  or  we  die  !" 
2  Hear  the  heathen's  sad  complaining, 
Christians !  hear  their  dying  cry  ; 
And,  the  love  of  Christ  constraining, 
Haste  to  help  them,  ere  they  die. 


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Hymn  336.     III.  5. 

The  influences  of  the  Spirit. 

TI7 HO,  but  thou,  almighty  Spirit, 

Can  the  heathen  world  reclaim  ? 
Men  may  preach,  but  till  thou  favour, 
Heathens  will  be  still  the  same  : 

Mighty  Spirit ! 
Witness  to  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Thou  hast  promis'd  by  the  prophets, 

Glorious  light  in  latter  days  : 
Come,  and  bless  bewilder'd  nations, 

Change  our  pray'rs  and  tears  to  praise; 

Promis'd  Spirit! 
Round  the  world  diffuse  thy  rays. 

3  All  our  hopes,  and  pray'rs,  and  labours, 

Must  be  vain  without  thine  aid : 
But  thou  wilt  not  disappoint  us — 
All  is  true  that  thou  hast  said : 

Faithful  Spirit! 
O'er  the  world  thine  influence  shed. 

Hymn  337.     L.  M. 

Conversion  of  the  world. 

I"  OOK  down,  O  God,  with  pitying  eye, 

And  view  the  desolations  round  ; 

See  what  wide  realms  in  darkness  lie, 

And  hurl  their  idols  to  the  ground. 

2  Lord,  let  the  gospel-trumpet  blow, 
And  call  the  nations  from  afar  ; 
Let  all  the  isles  their  Saviour  know, 
And  earth's  remotest  ends  draw  near. 
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242  missions. 

3  Let  Satan's  cruel  kingdom  shake, — 
The  realms  of  darkness,  and  of  sin ; 
Messiah  now  his  empire  take  ; 
In  ev'ry  soul  his  reign  begin. 

Hymn  338.     C.  M. 

"  The  ransomed  of  the  Lord  shall  return  and  come  to  Zion." 
■T|AUGHTER  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 
±J  Exalt  thy  fallen  head  ; 
Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust, 
He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 

2  Awake,  awake,  put  on  thy  strength, 

Thy  beautiful  array  ; 
The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

3  They  come,  they  come  : — thine  exiled  bands, 

Where'er  they  rest  or  roam, 
Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 

4  Thus,  though  the  universe  shall  burn, 

And  God  his  works  destroy, 
With  songs  thy  ransomed  shall  return, 
And  everlasting  joy. 

Hymn  339.     L.  M. 

Prayer  for  the  spread  of  the  Gospel. 
HPHY  people,  Lord,  who  trust  thy  word, 

And  wait  the  smilings  of  thy  face, 
Assemble  round  the  mercy-seat, 

And  plead  the  promise  of  thy  grace, 
2  We  consecrate  these  hours  to  thee, 
Thy  sov'reign  mercy  to  intreat ; 
And  feel  some  animating  hope, 
We  shall  divine  acceptance  meet. 


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3  Hast  thou  not  sworn  to  give  thy  Son, 

To  be  a  light  to  Gentile  lands ; 
To  open  the  benighted  eye, 

And  loose  the  wretched  pris'ner's  bands? 

4  Hast  thou  not  said,  from  sea  to  sea 

His  vast  dominions  shall  extend  1 

That  ev'ry  tongue  shall  call  him  Lord, 

And  ev'ry  knee  before  him  bend  1 

5  Now  let  the  happy  time  appear, 

The  time  to  favour  Zion  come  ; 
Send  forth  thy  heralds  far  and  near, 
To  call  thy  baaish'd  children  home. 

Hymn  840.     L.  M. 

Zioa's  increase  prayed  for. — Isaiah  Ii.  9. 

A  RM  of  the  Lord,  awake  !  awake  ! 
■^  Put  on  thy  strength,  the  nations  shake ! 
And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
"  I  am  Jehovah  !  God  alone  !" 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  No  more  let  human  blood  be  spilt, 
Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt ! 
But  to  each  conscience  be  applied 
The  blood  that  flow'd  from  Jesus'  side 

4  Let  Zion's  time  of  favour  come ; 
O  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  home ; 
And  let  our  wond'ring  eyes  behold 
Gentiles  and  Jews  in  Jesus'  fold. 


244  missions. 

5  Almighty  God  !  thy  grace  proclaim, 
In  ev'ry  land  of  ev'ry  name  ! 
Let  adverse  povv'rs  before  thee  tall, 
And  crown  thee  Saviour,  Lord  of  all. 

Hymn  341.    III.  5. 

The  Light  to  lighten  the  Gentiles. 
T  IGHT  of  thern  that  sit  in  darkness  ! 
Rise  and  shine,  thy  blessings  bring 
Light  to  lighten  all  the  Gentiles  ! 
Rise  with  healing  in  thy  wing : 

To  thy  brightness 
Let  all  kings  and  nations  come. 

H  May  the  heathen,  now  adoring 
Idol-gods  of  wood  and  stone, 
Come,  and,  worshipping  before  Him, 
Serve  the  living  God  alone  ; 

Let  thy  glory 
Fill  the  earth  as  floods  the  sea. 

3  Thou  to  whom  all  power  is  given, 

Speak  the  word ; — at  thy  command, 
Let  the  company  of  preachers 

Spread  thy  name  from  land  to  land ; 

Lord  be  with  them, 
Always  to  the  end  of  time. 

Hymn  342.    II.  4. 

All  nations  bowing  to  Christ. 
TVITH  songs  of  grateful  praise 

Surround  Jehovah's  seat; 
The  goodness  of  his  ways 
Through  all  the  earth  repeat ; 


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His  mercy  rose 
Ere  time  was  known, 
And  no  in  his  throne 

Eternal  Hows. 

2  He  bids  his  light  arise, 

And  sends  his  Gospel  forth ; 
From  east  to  west  it  flies, 

And  fills  the  south  and  north  ; 
His  mighty  grace 
Its  power  imparts, 
And  willing  hearts 
His  truth  embrace. 

3  Then  far  as  isles  extend, 

To  the  vast  ocean's  bound, 
Let  kings  to  Jesus  bend, 

And  pour  their  oifrings  round  ; 
Arabia  raise 
The  song  divine, 
And  Afric,  join 
T'  exalt  his  praise. 

4  Let  India's  fertile  shore 

Its  gifts  and  honours  bring, 
To  hail  the  Saviour's  power. 
To  crown  Irhmannel  King ; 
Remotest  lands 
Their  homage  pay, 
Till  all  obey 

His  high  commands. 

Hymn  343.     L.  M. 

Fulfilment  of  the  promises  to  the  Qentiles. 

I13EHOLD  th'  expected  time  draw  near. 
The  shades  disperse,  the  dawn  appear ; 
Behold  the  wilderness  assume 
The  beauteous  tints  of  Eden's  bloom. 


246  missions. 

2  The  untaught  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow, 

The  exil'd  captive,  to  receive 
The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 

3  Come,  let  us  with  a  grateful  heart 
In  the  blest  labour  share  a  part ; 

Our  pray'rs  and  off 'rings  gladly  bring 
To  aid  tiie  triumphs  of  our  King. 

4  Invite  the  world  to  come  and  prove 
A  Saviour's  condescending  love  ; 
And  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
Assur'd  they  shall  acceptance  meet. 

Hymn  344.     L.  M. 

Doing  good. 
"HEN  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 

What  were  his  works  from  day  to  day. 
But  miracles  of  power  and  grace, 
That  spread  salvation  through  our  race  ? 

2  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pattern,  and  thy  steps  pursue  ; 
Let  alms  bestow'd.  let  kindness  done, 
Be  witness'd  by  each  rolling  sun. 

3  That  man  may  lust,  but  never  lives. 
Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives  ; 
Whom  none  ran  love,  whom  none  can  thank  ; 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank. 

4  But  he,  who  marks  from  day  to  day, 
In  gen'rous  acts  his  radiant  way, 
Treads  the  same  path  his  Saviour  trod, 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  Giod. 


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missions.  247 

Hymn  345.     III.  3. 

Tke  knowledge  of  Christ. 
WHILE  the  heralds  of  salvation 

God's  ahounding  grace  proclaim  ; 
Let  his  friends  of  ev'ry  station, 
Gladly  join  to  spread  his  name. 

2  May  his  kingdom  be  promoted — 

May  the  world  their  Saviour  know ; 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted — 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 

3  Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations — 

Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above ; 
Shout,  with  joyful  acclamations, 
His  divine — victorious  love. 

Hymn  346.     L.  M. 

The  reign  of  Christ. 

TESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 

Docs  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 

His  kingdom  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 

Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him  shall  endlesss  pray'r  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name  like  swe.et  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song  ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  burst  his  chains  ; 
The  weary  rind  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 


248  missions. 

6  Where  he  displays  his  healing  power ; 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 
More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 

6  Let  ev'ry  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  King  : 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  amen. 

Hymn  347.    II.  6. 

Missiojiary  Hymn. 
"E^ROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 
Roll  down  their  golden  sand  ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 
From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle  ; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  : 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strewn  ; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we,  to  men  benighted, 
The  Lamp  of  life  deny  ! 


missions.  249 

Salvation  !  oh,  Salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  learnt  Messiah's  name  ! 

Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole  ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransom'd  nature 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

Hymn  343.   III.  1. 

The  new  song  —Rev.  xiv.  2,  3. — xix.  6. 
TTARK  !  the  song  of  Jubilee, 
A      Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fullness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore  : 
Hallelujah  !  for  the  Lord 

God  omnipotent,  shall  reign  ; 
Hallelujah  !   let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

Hallelujah  !  hark  !  the  sound, 

From  the  depth  unto  the  skies, 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies  : — 
See  Jehovah's  banner  furl'd, 

Sheath'd  his  sword  ;  he  speaks  :  'tis  done ; 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 


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3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 

With  illimitable  sway : 
He  shall  reign,  when,  like  a  scroll, 

Yonder  heav'ns  have  passed  away  : 
Then  the  end  ; — beneath  his  rod, 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall  ; 
Hallelujah  !   Christ  in  God, 

God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all. 


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Hymn  349.     L.  M. 

Prayer  for  grace. 

C\  SUN  of  Righteousness,  arise, 

With  gentle  beams  on  Zion  shine ; 
Dispel  the  darkness  from  our  eyes, 
And  souls  awake  to  life  divine. 
2  On  all  around  let  grace  descend, 

Like  heav'hly  dew,  or  copious  show'rs, 
That  we  may  call  our  God  our  friend, 
That  we  may  hail  salvation  ours. 

Hymn  350.     C.  M. 

Joy,  over  one  sinner  that  repenteth. 

{~)H,  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy, 

When  but  one  sinner  turns, 
And  with  a  humble,  broken  heart. 
His  sins  and  errors  molirns ! 
2  Pleas'd  with  the  news  the  saints  below, 
In  songs  their  tongues  employ  ; 
Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heaven  is  iill'd  with  jo  v. 


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3  Well  pleas'd  the  Father  sees  and  hears 

The  conscious  sinner's  moan  ; 
Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  claims  him  lor  his  own. 

4  Nor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 

But  kindle  with  new  lire: 
"  The  sinner  lost,  is  found,"  they  sing, 
And  strike  the  sounding  lyre. 

Hymn  351.     C.  ?I. 

Great  joy  in  that  city. — Acts  viii.  8. 
XI OW  much  the  drooping  hearts  revive 

Of  those  who  fear  the  Lord  ; 
When  sinners  dead  are  made  alive 
By  his  reviving  word  ! 
£  The  ministers  of  Christ  rejoice, 
When  souls  receive  the  word  ; 
When  ransom'd  sinners  hear  his  voice, 
Return  and  love  the  Lord. 

3  The  Church  of  God  their  praises  join, 

And  of  salvation  sing  ; 
They  glorify  the  grace  divine 
Of  their  victorious  King. 

4  In  heav'n  above,  th'  angelic  throng 

Around  the  throne  rejoice  ; 
But  sinners  sav'd  should  swell  the  song 
With  loudest,  sweetest  voice. 

Hymn  352.  III.  3. 

Prayer  for  a  Revival. 

C  AVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation, 

Grant  us,  Lord,  a %  gracious  rain  ! 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  a^ain  ; 


252  FOR  TIMES  OF  REVIVAL. 

Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance — 
Shine  upon  us  from  on  high ; 

Lest  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
Ev'ry  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

2  Surely,  once  thy  garden  flourish'd, 

Ev'ry  part  look'd  gay  and  green  : 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourish'd ; 

Happy  seasons  we  have  seen  ! 
Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again  ; 
Oh,  permit  them  not  to  wither, 

Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain  ! 

3  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  pray'rs ; 
Let  each  one  esteem'd  thy  servant, 

Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares : 
Break  the  tempter's  fatal  pow'r. 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh  ; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour, 

To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 

Hymn  333.     L.  M. 

Zion's  increase  prayed  for. — Isaiah  lxii.  6, 7. 

QREAT  Lord  of  all  thy  churches,  hear 

Thy  ministers'  and  people's  pray'r ; 
Perfum'd  by  thee,  O  may  it  rise 
Like  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies. 

2  Revive  thy  churches  with  thy  grace, 
Heal  all  the  breaches,  grant  us  peace ; 
Rouse  us  from  sloth,  our  hearts  inflame 
With  ardent  zeal  for  Jesus'  name. 


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3  May  young  and  old  thy  word  receive, 
Dead  sinners  hear  thy  voice  and  live  ; 
The  wounded  conscience  healing  find, 
And  joy  refresh  each  drooping  mind. 

4  May  aged  saints,  matur'd  with  grace, 
Abound  in  fruits  of  holiness  ; 

And  when  transplanted  to  the  skies, 
May  younger  in  their  stead  arise. 

5  Thus  we  our  suppliant  voices  raise, 
And  weeping,  sow  the  seed  of  praise, 
In  humble  hope  that  thou  wilt  hear 
Thy  ministers'  and  people's  pray'r. 

Hymn  354.    II.  1. 

Revival  Blessings. 

fT^HE  Lord  into  his  garden  comes, 

The  spices  yield  their  rich  perfumes ; 

The  lilies  grow  and  thrive  ; 
Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine, 
From  Jesus  flow  to  every  vine, 

And  make  the  dead  revive. 

2  This  makes  the  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  springs  of  water  to  abound, 

And  fruitful  soil  become  ; 
The  desert  blossoms  like  the  rose, 
When  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And  makes  his  people  one. 

3  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  on, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun, 

My  soul  a  witness  is  ; 
Come,  taste  and  see  the  pardon  free 
To  all  mankind,  as  well  as  me  ; 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 


254  FOR  TIMES  OF  REVIVAL. 

4  The  worst  of  sinners  here  may  find 
A  Saviour  pitiful  and  kind, 

Who  will  them  all  relieve  : 
None  are  too  late  if  they  repent ; 
Out  of  one  sinner  legions  went, 

Jesus  did  him  receive. 

5  Come,  brethren  you  that  love  the  Lord, 
Who  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word, 

In  Jesus'  ways  go  on  ; 
Our  trouble  and  our  trials  here, 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there, 

When  we  arrive  at  home. 

6  We  feel  that  heaven  is  now  begun, 
It  issues  from  the  shining  throne, 

From  Jesus'  throne  on  high  ; 
It  comes  like  floods,  we  can't  contain, 
We  drink,  and  drink,  and  drink  again, 

And  yet  we  still  are  dry. 

7  But  when  we  come  to  reign  above, 
And  all  surround  the  throne  of  love, 

We'll  drink  a  full  supply  ; 
Jesus  will  lead  his  armies  through, 
To  living  fountains  where  they  flow, 

That  never  will  run  dry. 

8  There  we  shall  reign,  and  shout  and  sing, 
And  make  the  upper  regions  ring, 

When  all  the  saints  get  home  ; 
Come  on,  come  on,  my  brethren  dear, 
Soon  we  shall  meet  together  there, 

For  Jesus  bids  us  come. 


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Hymn  355.     Hi.  3. 

Christ  at  the  Door. 
TESUS  stands,  oh.  how  amazing. 

Stands  and  knocks  at  every  door  ; 
In  his  hands  ten  thousand  blessings, 
Proffer'd  to  the  wretched  poor. 

2  See  me  bleeding,  dying,  rising, 

To  prepare  you  heavenly  rest ; 
Listen,  while  I  kindly  call  you, 
Hear — and  be  for  ever  blest, 

3  Will  you  spurn  my  richest  mercy, 

Spurn — and  sink  to  endless  pain; 
Or  to  realms  of  bliss  and  glory- 
Rise,  and  with  me  ever  reign  1 

Hymn  358.   IV.  4. 

Encouragement  to  repenting  sinners. 

C\  FLY,  mourning  sinner,  saith  Jesus  to 

me, 
Thy  guilt  I  will  pardon — thy  soul  I  will  free; 
From  the  chains  that  have  bound  thee,  my 

grace  shall  release, 
And  thy  stains  I  will  wash,  and  thy  sorrows 

shall  cease. 

2  Too  long,  guilty  wanderer — too  long  hast 

thou  been 
In  the  broad  road  of  ruin,  in  bondage  to  sin ; 
Thee  the  world  has  allured,  and  enslaved, 

and  deceived, 
While  ray  counsel  thou'st  spum'd,  and  my 

Spirit  hast  grieved. 


*256'  FOR  TIMES  OF  REVIVAL. 

3  Though   countless   thy    sins,    and    though 

crimson  thy  guilt, 
Yet  for  crimes  such  as  thine  was  my  blood 

freely  spilt  ; 
Come  sinner,  and  prove  me;  come,  mourner, 

and  see 
The  wounds  that  I  bore,  when  I  sulTer'd  for 

thee. 

4  Thou  doubt'st  not  my  power — deny  not  my 

will; 
Come  needy — come  helpless,  thy  soul  I  will 

fill; 
My  mercy  is  boundless ;  no  sinner  shall  say, 
That  he  sued  at  my  feet — but  was  driven 

away. 

Hymn  357.     L.  M. 

The  love  and  power  of  Christ. 
T>E.TOICE,  for  Christ  the  Saviour  reigns; 

He  spreads  his  triumphs  all  abroad ; 
And  sinners,  freed  from  endless  pains. 
Own  him  their  Saviour,  and  their  God. 

2  His  sons  and  daughters  from  afar, 
Daily  at  Zion's  gale  arrive  ; 
Those  who  were  dead  in  sin  before, 
By  sov'reign  grace  are  made  alive. 

3  Oh,  may  his  conquests  still  increase, 
And  ev'ry  foe  his  power  subdue  ; 
While  angels  celebrate  his  praise, 
And  saints  his  growing  glories  show. 

4  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lamb, 
From  all  below,  from  all  above  ; 
In  lofty  songs  exalt  his  name  ; — 
In  songs  as  lofty  as  his  love. 


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Hymn  358.     L.  M. 

"  Ch-oosc  ye  this  day  whom  ye  will  serve." 
fy  O-DAY,  if  ye  will  hear  his  voice, 

Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice  ; 
Say  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no  ? 

2  Ye  wand'ring  souls,  who  find  no  rest, 
Say,  will  you  be  for  ever  blest  ? 
Will  you  be  sav'd  from  sin  and  hell  1 
Will  you  with  Christ  in  glory  dwell  1 

3  Come  now,  dear  youth,  for  ruin  bound, 
Obey  the  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
Come,  go  with  us,  and  you  shall  prove 
The  joy  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 

4  Once  more  we  ask  you  in  his  name, 
For  yet  his  love  remains  the  same — 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  1 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no  1 

5  Leave  all  your  sports  and  glittering  toys, 
Come  share  with  us  eternal  joys  ; 

Or    must    we    leave    you,  bound  to  hell — 
Then,  dear  young  friends,  a  long  farewell. 

Hymn  359.     C.  M. 

The  Influence  of  the  Holy  Ghost. 
|"  ET  songs  of  praises  fill  the  sky  ! 

Christ  our  ascended  Lord, 
Sends  down  his  Spirit  from  on  high, 
According  to  his  word. 
2  The  Spirit,  by  his  heavenly  breath, 
New  life  creates  within  : 
He  quickens  sinners  from  the  death 
Of  trespasses  and  sin. 
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258  FOR  TIMES  OP  REVIVAL. 

3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Spirit  takes, 

And  shows  them  unto  men  ; 
The  fallen  soul  His  temple  makes, 
God's  image  stamps  again. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit !  from  above, 

With  thy  celestial  fire  : 
Come,  and  with  flames  of  zeal  and  love 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire  ! 

Hymn  360.    II.  1. 

The  New  Birth. 
A  WAK'D  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
"^  My  soul  in  guilt  and  thrall  I  found, 

Expos'd  to  endless  wo ; 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
Or  else  to  ruin  go. 

2  Amaz'd  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell, 

For  death  and  hell  drew  near  ; 
I  strove  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Still  sounded  in  mine  ear. 

3  When  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled, 
It  pour'd  its  curses  on  my  head, 

I  no  relief  could  find  : 
This  fearful  truth  renew'd  my  pain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

And  whelm'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 

4  Again  did  Sinai's  thunders  roll, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast  oppressive  load  : 
Alas !  I  read,  and  saw  it  plain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  feel  the  wrath  of  God. 


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5  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell, 
How  Jesus  conquer'd  death  and  hell, 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare ; 
Yet  when  I  found  this  truth  remain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

6  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 
Jesus  of  Naz'reth  pass'd  this  way, 

And  felt  his  pity  move  : 
The  sinner  by  his  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 

7  To  heav'n  the  joyful  tidings  flew, 
The  angels  tun'd  their  harps  anew, 

And  loftier  notes  did  raise  ; 
All  hail  the  Lamb  who  once  was  slain; 
Unnumber'd  millions,  born  again, 

Will  shout  thine  endless  praise. 

Hymn  361.     III.  2. 

TTie  Lord  crucified  for  our  sins. 

TJEARTS  of  stone,  relent,  relent 

Break,  by  Jesus'  cross  subdued  ; 
See  his  body,  mangled — rent, 

Cover'd  with  a  gore  of  blood, 
Sinful  soul,  what  hast  thou  done  ! 
Crucified  God's  only  Son. 

2  Yes,  our  sins  have  done  the  deed, 

Drove  the  nails  that  fix'd  him  there, 

Crown'd  with  thorns  his  sacred  head, 
Pierc'd  him  with  a  scldier's  spear ; 

Made  his  soul  a  sacrifice, 

For  a  sinful  world  he  dies. 


260  FOR  TIMES  OF  REVIVAL. 

3  Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain, 

Still  to  death  pursue  your  Lord: 
Open  tear  his  wounds  again, 

Trample  on  his  precious  blood  1 
No  !  with  all  my  sins  I'll  part, 
Saviour,  take  my  broken  heart. 

Hymn  362.    IV.  4. 

Why  will  ye  die? — Ez;k.  xviii.  31. 
Q  TURN  ye,  0  turn  ye,  for  why  will  you 

die, 
When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh  1 
Now  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says,  Come, 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 

2  How  vain  the  delusion,  that  while  you  delay, 
Your   hearts    may    grow    better  by  staying 

away ; 
Come  wretched,  come  starving,  come  just  as 

you  be, 
While  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  so 

free. 

3  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  re- 

ceive, 
O  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  believe  1 
If  sin   is  your   burden,  why  will  you    not 

come  1 
'Tis  you  he  bids  welcome ;  he  bids  you  come 

home. 

4  In  riches,  in  pleasures,  what  can  you  obtain, 
To   soothe  your    affliction,  or  banish  your 

pain  I 
To  bear  up  your  spirit  when  summon'd  to 

die, 
Or  waft  you  to  mansions  of  glory  on  high  ? 


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Why  will  you  be  starving  and  feeding  on  air  ? 
There  's  mercy  in  Jesus,  enough  and  to  spare; 
If  still  you  are  doubting,  make  trial  and  see, 
And  prove  that  his  mercy  is  boundless  anc 

free. 
Come,  give  us  your  hand,  and  the  Saviour 

your  heart : 
And  trusting  in  Heaven,  we  never  shall  part ; 
O  how  can  we  leave  you]  why  will  you  not 

come  1 
We'll  journey  together,  and  soon  be  at  horn©. 
Hymn  36:3.  III.  1. 

Rest  for  the  weary. 
f^OME,  ye  weary  souls  opprest, 

Find  in  Christ  the  promised  rest; 
On  him  all  your  burdens  roll, 
He  can  wound,  and  he  make  whole. 
Ye  that  dread  the  wrath  of  God, 
Come  and  wash  in  Jesus'  blood: 
To  the  son  of  David  cry, 
In  his  word  he  's  passing  by. 
Naked,  guilty,  poor  and  blind, 
All  you  want  in  Jesus  find : 
This  the  day  of  mercy  is, 
Now  accept  the  proffer' d  bliss. 
Debtors,  who  have  nought  to  pay, 
Come  to  Jesus,  haste  away  ; 
All  your  sins  on  him  were  laid, 
All  your  debts  the  Surety  paid. 
"  It  is  finish'd,"  lo  !  he  cries, 
Ere  on  yonder  cross  he  dies ; 
O  believe  the  record  true, 
Jesus  died  for  such  as  you. 


262  for  Tmrcs  of  revival. 

Hymn  364. 

The  iramhiir  voice 

CINNER,  hath  a  voice  within 

Oft  whisper'd  to  thy  soul, 
Bid  thee  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 
And  yield  to  God's  control  I 

2  Hath  it  met  thee  in  the  path, 

Of  earthly  vanity, 
Pointed  to  the  coming  wrath, 
And  warn'd  thee  now  to  flee  ? 

3  Sinner,  'twas  a  heavenly  voice ; 

The  Spirit's  gracious  call, 
Bade  thee  make  a  hetter  choice, 
And  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 

4  Hear  the  call  to  life  and  light ; 

Regard  the  warning  kind  : 
If  that  call  thou  always  slight, 
Thou  rnercy  ne'er  shalt  find. 

5  Soon  thy  season  will  he  o'er, 

The  Spirit  cease  to  strive  ; 
Thy  slumbers  he  will  break  no  more; 
His  love  then  do  not  grieve. 

6  Sinner,  should  this  very  day 

Thy  last  of  mercy  be  ! 
Should'st  thou  grieve  him  now  away, 
Hope  ne'er  may  beam  on  thee. 

Hymn  365.     III.  3. 

Expostulation. 

gINNERS,  hear  your  God  and  Saviour, 

Hear  his  gracious  voice  to-day; 
Turn  from  all  your  vain  behaviour, 
O  repent,  return,  and  pray. 


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Sinners,  can  you  hate  this  Saviour  1 
Will  you  thrust  him  from  your  arms'? 

Once  he  died  for  your  behaviour, 
Now  he  calls  you  to  his  arms. 

2  Now  he 's  waiting  to  be  gracious, 

Now  he  stands  and  looks  on  thee; 
See,  what  kindness,  love  and  pity, 
Shine  around  on  you  and  me. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate,  &c. 

3  Open  now  your  hearts  before  him, 

Bid  the  Saviour  welcome  in ; 
Now  receive, — and  O,  adore  him, 
Take  a  full  discharge  from  sin. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate,  &c. 

4  Come,  for  all  things  now  are  ready, 

Yet  there  's  room  for  many  more  ; 
0  ye  blind,  ye  lame  and  needy, 
Come  to  wisdom's  boundless  store. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate,  &c. 
Hymn  366.     C.  M. 

Looking  forward  to  heaven. 
pATHER,  I  long,  I  faint  to  see 

The  place  of  thine  abode  ; 
I'd  leave  thine  earthly  courts,  and  flee 
Up  to  thy  seat,  my  God ! 

2  Here  I  behold  thy  distant  face, 

And  'tis  a  pleasing  sight; 
But  to  abide  in  thine  embrace, 
Is  infinite  delight. 

3  There  all  the  heavenly  hosts  are  seen, 

In  shining  ranks  they  move, 

And  drink  immortal  vigour  in, 

With  wonder  and  with  love. 


264  FOR  TIMES  OF  REVIVAL. 

4  Then  at  thy  feet  with  awful  fear 

Th'  adoring  armies  fall ; 
With  joy  they  shrink  to  nothing  there, 
Before  th'  eternal  All. 

5  There  I  would  vie  with  all  the  host 

In  duty  and  in  bliss  ; 
While  less  than  nothing  I  could  boast, 
And  vanity  confess. 

6  The  more  thy  glories  strike  my  eyes, 

The  humbler  I  shall  lie ; 
Thus  while  I  sink,  my  joys  shall  rise 
Unmeasurably  high. 

Hymn  367.    IV.  3. 

Ziov.s  pilgrim. 
TN  songs  of  sublime  adoration  and  praise  ; 

Ye  pilgrims,  for  Zion  who  press, 
Break  forth  and  extol  the  great  ancient  of 
days, 
His  rich  and  distinguishing  grace. 

2  0,  had  not  he  pitied  the  state  you  were  in, 

Your  bosoms  his  love  had  ne'er  felt  : 
You  all  would  have  lived,  would  have  died 
too  in  sin, 
And  sunk  with  the  load  of  your  guilt. 

3  What  was  there  in  you,  that  could  merit 

esteem, 
Or  give  the  Creator  delight  ? 
'Twas  "  Even  so,  Father,"  you  ever  must 

sing,  _ 
"  Because  it  seemed  good  in  thy  si^ht." 


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4  Twas  all  of  thy  grace  we  were  brought  to 

obey ; 
While  others  were  suffered  to  go 
The  road,  which  by  nature,  we  chose  as  our 

way, 
That  leads  to  the  regions  of  woe. 

5  Then  give  all  the  glory  to  his  holy  name, 

To  him  all  the  glory  belongs  ; 
Be  yours  the  high  joy  still  to  sound  forth  his 
fame, 
And  crown  him  in  each  of  your  songs. 

Hymn  368.    III.  1. 

Thy  people  shall  be  my  people,  and  thy  Ood  my  Ood. — 
Ruth  i.  1(3. 

pEOPLE  of  the  living  God  f 

I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  no  where  found: 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns, 

Turns, — a  fugitive  unblest; 
Brethren  !  where  your  altar  burns, 

Oh,  receive  me  into  rest. 

2  Lonely  I  no  lonsrer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave, 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 

Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave ; 
Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore — 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more, 

Every  idol  I  resign. 


266  FOR  TIMES  OF  REVIVAL. 

Hymn  369.      IV.  3. 

Happiness  of  the  believer. 

TTOW  happy  are  they 

Who  the  Saviour  obey, 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above ! 
Oh,  what  tongue  can  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 

Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love ! 

2  'Twas  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Saviour  of  sinners  adore. 

3  Then,  all  the  day  long, 
Was  my  Jesus  my  song, 

And  redemption  thro'  faith  in  his  name  ; 

Oh,  that  all  might  believe, 

And  salvation  receive, 
And  their  song  and  their  joy  be  the  same, 

Hymn  370.     C.  M. 

Not  ashamed  of  Christ. 

T'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause, 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 

The  glory  of  his  cross. 
Jesus,  my  God !  I  know  his  name, 

His  name  is  all  my  trust; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 

Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 


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Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 

Till  the  decisive  hour. 
Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face, 
And  in  the  new  Jerusalem 

Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

Hymn  371.     TV.  5. 

Free  Orace.-^ -Zecn.  iv.  7. 
nPHS  voice  of  free  grace, 

Cries  escape  to  the  mountain  ; 
For  all  that  believe, 

Christ  hath  open'd  a  fountain, 
For  sin  and  uncleanness, 

And  every  transgression, 
His  blood  flows  most  freely 

In  streams  of  salvation  : 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb, 

Who  has  brought  us  a  pardon, 
We'll  praise  him  again, 

When  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

Ye  souls  that  are  wounded, 

To  the  Saviour  repair, 
Now  he  calls  you  in  mercy — 

And  can  you  forbear  1 
Though  your  sins  are  increas'd 

As  high  as  a  mountain, 
His  blood  can  remove  them ; 

It  streams  from  the  fountain. 
Hallelujah,  <Jc, 


268  FOR  TIMES  OF  REVIVAL. 

3  Now  Jesus,  our  King, 

Reigns,  triumphantly  glorious; 
O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell, 

He  is  more  than  victorious. 
With  shouting  proclaim  it; 

O  trust  in  his  passion  ; 
He  saves  us  most  freely — 

O,  precious  salvation. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

4  With  joy  shall  we  stand, 

When  escap'd  to  the  shore, 
With  harps  in  our  hands, 

We'll  praise  him  the  more ; 
We'll  range  the  sweet  plains 

On  the  banks  of  the  river, 
And  sing  of  salvation 

For  ever  and  ever. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

Hymn  372.     C.  M. 

Asking  the  way  to  Zion. — Jer.  1.  5. 
INQUIRE,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way, 

That  leads  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  thither  set  your  steady  face, 
With  a  determin'd  will. 

2  Invite  the  strangers  all  around, 

Your  pious  march  to  join  ; 
And  spread  the  sentiments  you  feel 
Of  faith  and  love  divine. 

3  Oh,  come,  and  to  his  temple  haste, 

And  seek  his  favour  there  ; 
Before  his  footstool  humbly  bow, 
And  pour  your  fervent  pray'r  ! 


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4  Oh,  come,  and  join  your  souls  to  God 
In  everlasting  bands  ; 
Accept  the  blessings  he  bestows, 
With  thankful  hearts  and  hands. 

Hymn  373.     L.  M. 

Ch  ristian  fclloicsh  ip. 

OW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds, 
In  union  sweet,  according  minds  ! 
How  swift  the  heav'nly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts  and  faith  and  hopes  are  one  I 

2  To  each,  the  soul  of  each  how  dear, 
What  jealous  love,  what  holy  fear  ! 
How  doth  the  gen'rous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin. 

3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow, 
Tor  human  guilt  and  mortal  wo  ; 
Their  ardent  pray'rs  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Together  oft  they  seek  the  place, 
Where  God  reveals  his  awful  face ; — 
At  length  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heav'n  of  joy — because  of  love. 

Hymn  374. 

Church  Union.— Col.  ii.  2. 
/"\UR  souls,  by  love,  together  knit, 

Cemented,  mix'd  in  one, 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 
'Tis  heav'n  on  earth  begun. 
2  Our  hearts  have  burned,  while  Jesus  spake, 
And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire ; 
He  stoop'd,  and  talk'd,  and  fed,  and  blest, 
And  till'd  th'  enlarg'd  desire. 


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CHORUS. 

"  A  Saviour  !"  let  creation  sin? 
"  A  Saviour!'5  let  ail  heaven  ring  ! 
He  's  God  with  us,  we  feel  him  ours, 
His  fulness  on  our  souls  he  pours. 
'Tis  almost  done,  'tis  almost  o'er, 
We're  joining  those  who've  gone  before, 
We  then  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

3  The  little  cloud  increases  still, 

The  heav'ns  are  big  with  rain  ; 
We  haste  to  catch  the  teeming  show'r, 
And  all  its  moisture  drain. 

4  A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows  ! 

Lord,  pour  a  mighty  flood ; 
O !  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 
'Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 
Cho.     "  A  Saviour  !"  &c. 

5  And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 

And  set'st  thy  starry  crown : 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 
Proclaim'd  by  thee  thine  own. 

6  May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

We  sinners,  sav'd  by  grace, 
From  glory  unto  glory  chang'd, 
Behold  thee,  lace  to  face  ! 
Cho.  "  A  Saviour  !"  &c. 

Hymn  375.     C.  M. 

Anxious  hopes  and  fears. 
TIT  Y  soul  would  fain  indulge  a  hope 

To  reach  the  heavenly  shore  ; 
And  when  I  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
Then  I  shall  sin  no  more. 


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2  I  hope  to  hear,  and  join  the  song, 

That  saints  and  angels  raise ; 
And  while  eternal  a^es  roll, 
To  sing  eternal  praise. 

3  But  oh — this  dreadful  heart  of  sin  ! 

It  may  deceive  me  still  ; 
And  while  I  look  for  jovs  above, 
Mav  plunge  me  down  to  hell. 

4  The  scene  must  then  for  ever  close, 

Probation  at  an  end ; 
No  gospel  grace  can  reach  me  there, 
No  pardon  there  descend. 

5  Come  then,  0  blessed  Jesus  come. 

To  me  thy  Spirit  give ; 
Shine  through  a  dark,  benighted  soul, 
And  bid  a  sinner  live. 

Hymn  376. 

The  home  of  the  soul. 
9  TVFID  scenes  of  confusion   and    creature 
complaints,  [saints : 

How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there  's  room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 

CHORUS. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
Prepare  me,  dear   Saviour,  for  glory,  my 
home. 
2   While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 
O  give  me  submission  and  strength   as  my 

day; 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 


272  FOR  TIMES  OF  REVIVAL. 

3  Whate'er  thou  deniest,  O  give  me  thy  grace, 
The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of  thy 

face ; 
Indulge  me  with   patience  to   wait  at   thy 

throne, 
And  find  even  now  a  sweet  foretaste  of  home. 

4  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  to  shine* 
No  more  as  an  exile,  in  sorrow  to  pine ; 
And  in  thy  dear  image,  arise  from  the  tomb, 
With   glorified   millions   to    praise    thee,  at 

home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
Receive  me,  dear  Saviour,  in  glory,  my 
home. 

Hymn  377. 

The  same. 

A  N  alien  from  God,  and  a  stranger  to  grace, 
I  wandered  through  earth,  its  gay  plea- 
sures to  trace, 
In  the  pathway  of  sin  I  continued  to  roam, 
Unmindful,  alas  !  that  it  led  me  from  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
0  Saviour  !  direct  me  to  heaven,  my  home. 

2  The  pleasures  of  earth,  I  have  seen  fade  away, 

They  bloom  for  a  season,  but  soon  they  decay; 

But  pleasures  more  lasting  in  Jesus  are  given, 

Salvation  on  earth,  and  a  mansion  in  heaven. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 

The  saints  in  those  mansions  are  evor  at 

home. 


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3  Allure  me  no  longer,  ye  false  glowing  charms! 

The  Saviour  invites  me,  I'll  go  to  his  arms  ; 

At  the  banquet  of  mercy,  I  hear  there  is  room, 

O    there  may  I  feast    with  his  children  at 

home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 

vy  Jesus,  conduct  me  to  heaven  my  home  ! 

Hymn  378.     L.  M. 

Prayer  for  the  Holy  Spirit. 
/~^OME,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
^   And  fill  the  coldest  heart  with  love ; 
Soften  to  flesh  the  flinty  stone, 
And  let  thy  Godlike  power  be  known. 

2  Speak  thou,  and  from  the  haughtiest  eyes, 
Shall  floods  of  pious  sorrow  rise  ; 
While  all  their  glowing  souls  are  borne, 
To  seek  that  grace  which  now  they  scorn. 

3  Oh,  let  a  holy  flock  await, 
Numerous  around  thy  temple  gate  ; 
Each  pressing  on,  with  zeal,  to  be, 
A  living  sacrifice  to  thee. 

4  In  answer  to  our  fervent  cries, 
Give  us  to  see  thy  Church  arise ; 
Or,  if  that  blessing  seem  too  great, 
Give  us  to  mourn  its  low  estate. 

Hymn  379.    L.  M. 

The  presence  of  the  Lord  in  the  Sanctuary. 
■"  ORD,  in  the  temples  of  thy  grace, 

Thy  6aints  behold  thy  smiling  face ; 
And  oft  have  seen  thy  glory  shine, 
With  power  and  maiesty  divine : 
S 


274  MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  But  soon,  alas  !  thy  absence  mourn, 
And  pray,  and  wish  thy  kind  return* 
Without  thy  life-inspiring  light, 
'Tis  all  a  scene  of  gloomy  night. 

3  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  children  cry ; 
Our  graces  droop,  our  comforts  die ; 
Return,  and  let  thy  glories  rise 
Again,  to  our  admiring  eyes. 

4  Till  filled  with  light,  and  joy,  and  love, 
Thy  courts  below,  like  those  above, 
Triumphant  hallelujahs  raise, 

And  heaven  and  earth  resound  thy  praise. 


MIS  CELLA.YE  0  US. 


Hymn  380.     L.  M. 

Request. — 1  John  v.  13 
*~pHOU  who  for  sinners  once  wast  slain, 

Once  dead,  but  now  alive  again ; 
Give  me  to  know,  to  taste,  and  prove 
The  pow'r  and  sweetness  of  thy  love. 
2  Give  me  to  feel  my  sins  forgiv'n, 
And  know  myself  an  heir  of  heav'n ; 
My  conscience  sprinkle  with  thy  blood, 
And  fill  me  with  the  love  of  God. 

Hymn  381.    III.  1. 

True  Religion.—  James  1.  27. 
J '"PIS  religion  that  can  give 

Sweetest  pleasures  while  we  live; 
'Tis  religion  must  supply 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  After  death  its  joys  will  be 
Lasting  as  eternity ; 
If  the  Saviour  is  my  friend, 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 

Hymn  382.     S.  M. 

"  Jesus  wept.'" 
TjjID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 

And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 

The  wond'riug  angels  see  ! 

Be  thou  astonish'd,  O  my  soul ! 

He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep, 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear; 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there  's  no  weeping  there. 

Hymn  383.     C,  M. 

Prayer  for  Spiritual  Blessing. 

EXTERNAL  God  !  we  look  to  Thee  ! 

To  Thee,  for  help,  we  fly  : 
Thine  eye  alone  our  wants  can  see, 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  Lord  !   let  thy  fear  within  us  dwell , 

Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide : 
That  love  will  all  vain  love  expel ; 
That  fear,  all  fear  beside. 

3  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want, 

Oh  !  let  thy  grace  supply  : 
The  good,  unasked,  in  mercy  grant ; 
The  ill,  though  asked,  deny. 


275 


276  MISCELLANEOUS. 

Hymn  384    C.  M. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

P  ATHER  of  all !  we  bow  to  Thee, 
Who  dwell'st  in  heaven,  adored  ; 
But  present  still,  through  all  thy  works, 
The  Universal  Lord. 

2  For  ever  hallowed  be  thy  Name, 

By  all  beneath  the  skies; 
And  let  thy  kingdom  still  advance, 
Till  grace  to  glory  rise. 

3  A  grateful  homage  let  us  yield, 

With  hearts  resigned  to  Thee ; 
And  as  in  heaven  thy  will  is  done, 
On  earth  so  let  it  be ! 

4  From  day  to  day  we  humbly  own 

The  hand  that  feeds  us  still : 
Give  us  our  bread,  and  teach  to  rest 
Contented  in  thy  will. 

5  Our  sins  before  Thee  we  confess; 

Oh  may  they  be  forgiven  ; 
As  we  to  others  mercy  show, 
We  mercy  beg  from  heaven. 

6  Still  let  thy  grace  our  lives  direct, 

From  evil  guard  our  way ; 
And  in  temptation's  fatal  path 
Permit  us  not  to  stray. 

7  For  thine  the  power,  the  kingdom  thine, 

All  glory  's  due  to  Thee ; 
Thine  from  eternity  they  were, 
And  thine  shall  ever  be. 


MISCELLANEOUS.  277 

Hymn  835.     L.  M. 

For  a  Female  Friendly  Society 
OUR  souls  shall  magnify  the  Lord, 
In  Him  our  spirits  shall  rejoice  ; 
Assembled  here,  with  sweet  accord, 
Our  hearts  shall  praise  Him  with  our  voice. 

2  Since  He  regards  our  low  estate, 

And  hears  his  handmaids  when  they  pray, 
We  humbly  plead  at  mercy's  gate, 
Where  none  are  ever  turned  away. 

3  The  poor  are  his  peculiar  care, 
To  them  his  promises  are  sure ; 
His  gifts  "the  poor  in  spirit"  share, 
O  may  we  always  thus  be  poor! 

4  God  of  our  hope,  to  Thee  we  bow, 
Thou  art  our  refuge  in  distress  ; 
The  Husband  of  the  widow  Thou, 
The  Father  of  the  fatherless. 

5  May  we  thy  law  of  love  fulfil, 

To  bear  each  other's  burdens  here  ; 
Suffer  and  do  thy  righteous  will, 
And  walk  in  all  thy  faith  and  fear. 

6  Didst  Thou  not  give  thy  Son  to  die 
For  our  transgressions,  in  our  stead] 
And  can  thy  goodness  aught  deny 

To  those  for  whom  thy  Son  hath  bled  ? 

7  Then  may  our  union,  here  begun, 
Endure  for  ever,  firm  and  free  ; 
At  thy  right  hand  may  we  be  one, 
One  with  each  other,  and  with  Thee. 


278  MTSCELLAVEOUS. 

Hymn  388.     L.  M. 

Prayer  for  a  Sick  Minister. — John  xi.  3. 
/~s  THOU,  before  whose  gracious  throne, 

We  bow  our  suppliant  spirits  down  : 
View  the  sad  breast,  the  streaming  eye, 
And  let  our  sorrows  pierce  the  sky. 

2  Thou  know'st  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
And  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell; 
Thou  only  canst  assuage  our  grief, 
And  yield  our  wo-fraught  hearts  relief. 

3  With  pow'r  benign  thy  servant  spare, 
Nor  turn  aside  thy  people's  pray'r; 
Avert  thy  swift  descending  stroke, 
Nor  smite  the  shepherd  of  the  flock. 

4  Restore  him,  sinkin?  to  the  grave — 
Stretch  out.  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save ; 
Back  to  our  hopes  and  wishes  give, 

And  bid  our  friend  and  fkthvr  live. 

5  Bound  to  each  soul  by  tend'rest  ties, 
In  ev'ry  breast  his  image  lies; 

Thy  pitying  aid,  0  God,  impart, 

Nor  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart. 

6  Yet  if  our  supplications  fail, 

And  pray'rs  and  tears,  can  nought  prevail, 
Be  thou  his  strength.,  be  thou  his  stay, 
And  guide  him  safe  to  endless  day. 

Hymn  387.     L.  M. 

The  G:od  Shepherd. 
TEHOVAH  is  our  shepherd's  name, 

Then  what  have  we,  though  weak,  to  fear? 
Our  sin  and  folly  we  proclaim, 
U  we  despond  while  he  is  near. 


MISCELLANEOUS.  279 

2  When  Satan  threatens  to  devour ; 

When  troubles  press  on  ev'ry  side; 
Think  of  our  Shepherd's  care  and  pow'r, 
He  can  defend,  he  will  provide. 

3  See  the  rich  pastures  of  his  grace, 

Where,  in  full  streams,  salvation  flows! 
There  he  appoints  our  resting  place, 
And  we  may  feed  secure  from  foes. 

4  There,  'midst  the  flock,  the  Shepherd  dwells, 

The  sheep  around  in  safety  lie; 
The  wolf  in  vain  with  malice  swells, 
For  he  protects  them  with  his  eye. 

6  Deal  Lord,  if  I  am  one  of  thine, 

From  anxious  thoughts  I  would  be  free ; 
To  trust,  and  love,  and  praise  is  mine, 
The  care  of  all,  belongs  to  thee. 

Hymn  333.     L.  M. 

Looking  upwards  in  a  storm. 
CtOD  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call ; 
^    Afliicted,  at  thy  feet  I  fall  ; 
When  the  great  water-floods  prevail, 
Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail ! 

2  Friend  of  the  friendless,  and  the  faint, 
Where  should  I  lodge  my  deep  complaint? 
Where  but  with  thee,  whose  open  door 
Invites  the  helpless  and  the  poor? 

3  Did  ever  mourner  plead  with  thee, 
And  thou  refuse  that  mourner's  plea  1 
Does  not  the  word  still  fix'd  remain, 
That  none  shall  seek  thy  face  in  vain  ? 


280  MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  That  were  a  grief  I  could  not  bear, 
Did'st  thou  not  hear  and  answer  pray'r, 
But  a  pray'r-hearing  answ'ring  God, 
Supports  me  under  ev'ry  load. 

5  Fair  is  the  lot  that 's  cast  for  me  ; 
I  have  an  advocate  with  thee ; 
They  whom  the  world  caresses  most, 
Have  no  such  privilege  to  boast. 

6  Poor  though  I  am,  despis'd,  forgot, 
Yet  God,  my  God,  forgets  me  not ; 
And  he  is  safe,  and  must  succeed, 

For  whom  the  Lord  vouchsafes  to  plead. 

Hymn  389.     L.  M. 

Peace  after  a  Storm. 
T1THEN  darkness  long  has  veil'd  my  mind, 

And  smiling  day  once  more  appears, 
Then,  my  Redeemer,  then  I  find 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2  Straight  I  upbraid  my  wand'ring  heart, 

And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 

Or  harbour  one  hard  thought  of  thee! 

3  But  O,  my  Lord,  one  look  from  thee 

Subdues  the  disobedient  will; 
Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  worm  is  still. 

4  Thou  art  as  ready  to  forgive, 

As  I  am  ready  to  repine ; 
Thou  therefore  all  the  praise  receive, 
Be  shame  and  self-abhorrence  mine- 


MISCELLANEOUS.  281 

Hymn  390.     C.  M. 

Retirement. 
"PAR  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee, 

From  strife  and  tumult  far  ; 
From  scenes  where  Satan  wages  still 
His  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

With  pray'r  and  praise  agree ; 
And  seem,  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made, 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
Oh,  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
Does  she  commune  with  God  ! 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  guardian  of  my  life, 

Sweet  source  of  love  divine, 
And  (all  harmonious  names  in  one) 
My  Saviour — thou  art  mine  ! 

6  What  thanks  I  owe  thee,  and  what  love 

A  boundless,  endless,  store, 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  above 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 
Hymn  391.     L.  M. 

Hope  encouraged  by  a  view  of  the  divine  perfections. — 

1  Sain.  xxx.  6. 

YVTKY  sinks  my  weak  desponding  mind  ? 

Why  heaves  my  heart  the  anxious  sigh? 
Can  sovereign  goodness  be  unkind  ! 
Am  I  not  safe  if  God  is  nigh  ] 


282  MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  He  holds  all  nature  in  his  hand  : 

That  gracious  hand  on  which  we  live, 
Does  life,  and  time,  and  death  command, 
And  has  immortal  joys  to  give. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  this  dying  frame, 

On  him  alone  my  hopes  recline ; 
.  The  wondrous  glories  of  his  name, 

How  wide  they  spread !  how  bright  they 
shine ! 

4  Infinite  wisdom  !  boundless  power  ! 

Unchanging  faithfulness  and  love  ! 
Here  let  me  trust,  while  I  adore, 
Nor  from  my  refuge  e'er  remove. 

5  My  God,  if  thou  art  mine  indeed, 

Then  I  have  all  my  heart  can  crave; 
A  present  help  in  time  of  need, 

Still  kind  to  hear,  and  strong  to  save. 

6  Forgive  my  doubts,  O  gracious  Lord, 

And  ease  the  sorrows  of  my  breast; 
Speak  to  mj-  heart  the  healing  word 
That  thou  art  mine — and  I  am  blest. 

Hymn  392.    L.  M. 

Vanity  of  the  World. 
/^.OD  gives  his  mercies  to  be  spent — 

Your  hoard  will  do  your  soul  no  good  ; 
Gold  is  a  blessing  only  lent, 
Repaid  by  giving  others  food. 
2  The  world's  esteem  is  but  a  bribe  ; 

To  buy  their  peace  you  sell  your  own ; 
The  slave  of  a  vain-glorious  tribe, 

Who    hate   you    while   they    make    you 
known. 


MISCELLANEOUS.  283 

3  The  joy  that  vain  amusements  give, 

Oh!  sad  conclusion  that  it  brings! 
The  honey  of  a  crowded  hive, 
Defended  by  a  thousand  stings. 

4  'Tis  thus  the  world  rewards  the  fools 

That  live  upon  her  treach'rous  smiles ; 
She  leads  them,  blindfold,  by  her  rules, 
And  ruins  all  whom  she  beguiles. 

5  God  knows  the  thousands  who  go  down 

From  pleasure,  into  endless  wo  ; 
And  with  a  long  despairing  groan, 
Blaspheme  their  Maker  as  they  go. 

6  O  fearful  thought  !  be  timely  wise — 

Delight  but  in  a  Saviour's  charms  ; 
And  God  shall  take  you  to  the  skies, 
Embrac'd  in  everlasting  arms. 

Hymn  893.     C.  ]Vi 

Exhortation  to  praise  the  Lord. 
C^ING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 

And  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

5i   With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 
And  psalms  of  honour  sing  ; 
The  Lord  's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 
Lies  in  his  spacious  hand  : 
He  fix'd  the  seas  what  bounds  to  keep. 
And  where  the  hills  must  stand. 


284  MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore, 
Come  kneel  before  his  face ; 
0  may  the  creatures  of  his  pow'r 
Be  children  of  his  grace  ! 

Hymn  394.     L.  M. 

The  Star  of  Bethlehem. 
TVTHEN  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain, 

The  glitt'ring  host  bestud  the  sky  ; 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 
•  Can  fix  the  sinner's  wand'ring  eye. 

2  Hark  !   hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  ev'ry  host,  from  ev'ry  gem  ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks — 
It  is  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud — the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawn'd — and  rudely  blow'd 
The  wind  that  toss'd  my  found'ring  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 

Death-struck,  I  ceas'd  the  tide  to  stem  ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose — 
It  was  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all, 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease  ; 
And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6  Now  safely  moor'd — my  peril  o'er, 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  ever  and  for  evermore, 

The  star  ! — the  star  of  Bethlehem  ! 


MISCELLANEOUS.  285 

Hymn  395.     L.  M. 

A  propitious  gale  longed  for. 

A  T  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home, 
Toiling,  I  cry,  sweet  Spirit,  come ! 
Celestial  breeze,  no  longer  stay, 
But  swell  my  sails,  and  speed  my  way  ! 
2  Fain  would  I  mount,  fain  would  I  glow, 
And  loose  my  cable  from  below  : 
But  I  can  only  spread  my  sail : 
Thou,  thou,  must  breathe  the  auspicious  gale ! 

Hymn  396.     C.  M. 

Omniscience  of  Ood. — Psalm  cxxxix. 
f~\NE  glance  of  thine,  eternal  Lord, 

Pierces  all  nature  through  ; 
Nor  heaven,  nor  earth,  nor  hell  afford 
A  shelter  from  thy  view  ! 

2  The  mighty  whole,  each  smaller  part, 

At  once  before  thee  lies : 
And  ev'ry  thought  of  ev'ry  heart 
Is  open  to  thine  eyes. 

3  Though  greatly  from  myself  conceal'd, 

Thou  seest  my  inward  frame ; 
To  thee  I  always  stand  reveal'd 
Exactly  as  I  am. 

4  Since  therefore  I  can  hardly  bear 

What  in  myself  I  see, 
How  vile  and  black  must  I  appear, 
Most  holy  God,  to  thee  1 

5  But  since  my  Saviour  stands  between, 

In  garments  dyrd  in  blood, 

'Tis  he,  instead  of  me,  is  seen, 

When  I  approach  to  God. 


286  MISCELLANEOUS. 

6  Thus,  though  a  sinner,  I  am  safe  ; 

He  pleads,  before  the  throne, 

His  life  and  death  in  my  behalf, 

And  calls  my  sins  his  own. 

7  What  wondrous  love — what  mysteries, 

In  this  appointment  shine  ! 
My  breaches  of  the  law  are  his, 
And  his  obedience  mine. 

Hymn  397.     C.  M. 

Happiness  of  saints  departed  —Rev.  ::iv.  1- 
'UOW  happy  are  the  souls  above, 
From  sin  and  sorrow  free  ! 
With  Jesus  they  are  now  at  rest, 
And  all  his  glory  see  ! 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  aloud  they  cry, 

"  That  brought  us  here  to  God," 
In  ceaseless  hymns  of  praise  they  shout 
The  virtue  of  his  blood. 

3  They  follow  the  exalted  Lamb, 

Where'er  they  see  him  go ; 
And  at  the  footstool  of  his  grace 

Their  blood-bought  crowns  they  throw. 

4  Lord,  let  the  merit  of  thy  death 

To  me  be  likewise  giv'n  ; 
And  I,  with  them,  will  shout  thy  praise 
Through  all  the  streets  of  heav'n. 

Hymn  398.     C.  M. 

Affliction  ;  or,  meditation  on  God's  love. — Psalm  civ.  34. 
11/  HEN  languor  and  disease  invade 

This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pains, 
And  long  to  fly  away. 


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2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above. 

3  Sweet  to  look  back  and  see  my  name 

In  life's  fair  book  set  down  ; 
Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behold 
Eternal  joys  my  own. 

4  Sweet  to  reflect  how  grace  divine 

My  sins  on  Jesus  laid  ; 
Sweet  to  remember  that  his  blood 
My  debt  of  suff 'ring  paid. 

5  Sweet  in  his  righteousness  to  stand, 

Which  saves  from  second  death  ; 
Sweet  to  experience  day  by  day, 
His  spirit's  quick'ning  breath. 

6  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end  ; 
Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend. 

7  Sweet,  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees  ; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hand, 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 

8  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  streams, 

What  must  the  fountain  be, 
Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss 
Immediately  from  thee  ! 


288 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


Hymn  399.     S.  M. 

What  shall  a  man  profit,  S?c  —Mark  viii.  36,  37. 
\1/T  HAT  does  the  worldling  gain 

By  all  his  vain  pursuits '! 
His  very  pleasure  gives  him  pain, 
And  mis'ry  are  its  fruits. 

2  What  anxious  cares  corrode 

The  mind  intent  on  wealth  ; 
His  mammon  oft  becomes  a  load, 
Which  robs  him  of  his  health. 

3  Does  he  his  end  attain, 

And  in  full  affluence  roll  ? 
What  does  the  sordid  creature  gain, 
When  God  demands  his  soul  1 

4  His  spirit  still  must  live, 

"W  hich  justice  will  demand  ! 
What  would  the  impious  wretch  now  give, 
To  wrest  it  from  his  hand  ? 

5  My  soul,  to  heaven  aspire, 

And  seek  thine  all  in  God  : 
Nor  e'er  pollute  thy  pure  desire, 
By  trifles  on  the  road. 

Hymn  400.     L.  M. 

Few  saved;  or,  the  almost  Christian,  the  Hypocrite,  and 
Jipostate. 

"DROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
And  thousands  walk  together  there  ; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 
2  "  Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross," 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  ; 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heav'nly  land. 


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3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more. 
Is  but  esteem'd  almost  a  saint, 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain — 

Create  my  heart  entirely  new  ; 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain  ; 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

Hymn  401.     C.  M. 

Love  to  the  Law  and  the  Gospel. 
^HEN  from  the  precepts  to  the  cross 
The  humble  sinner  turns, 
His  brightest  deeds  he  counts  but  dross, 
Arid  o'er  his  vileness  mourns. 

2  God,  on  the  table  of  his  heart, 

Inscribes  his  love  and  fear ; 

He  loves  the  law  in  ev'ry  part, 

But  takes  no  refuge  there. 

3  Thus  gospel,  law,  and  justice  too, 

Conspire  to  set  him  free  : 
Reflect,  my  soul,  admire  and  view, 
What  God  hath  done  for  thee. 

Hymn  402.    III.  1. 

Prayer  that  Christ  may  dwell  in  our  hearts 
T  IGHT  of  life,  seraphic  fire, 
-^  Love  divine  thyself  impart : 
Every  fainting  soul  inspire  ; 

Shine  in  every  drooping  heart ; 
Every  mournful  sinner  cheer, 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  ; 
Son  of  God,  appear  !  appear  I 

To  thy  human  temples  come. 
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290  MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  Come  in  this  accepted  hour; 

Bring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in  ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  power, 
Rooting  out  the  seeds  of  sin  : 
Nothing  more  can  we  require, 
We  will  covet  nothing  less  ; 
Be  thou  all  our  heart's  desire, 
All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace. 
Hymn  403.    IV.  2. 

What  think  ye  of  Christ  ? 
"WHAT  think  ye  of  Christ !"  is  the  test, 
To  try  both  your  state  and  your  schome ; 
You  cannot  be  right  in  the  rest, 

Unless  you  think  rightly  of  him  ; 
As  Jesus  appears  in  your  view, 

As  he  is  beloved  or  not ; 
So  God  is  disposed  to  you, 

And  mercy  or  wrath  is  your  lot. 

2  Some  call  him  a  Saviour  in  word, 

But  mix  their  own  works  with  the  plan ; 
And  hope  he  his  help  will  afford, 

When  they  have  done  all  that  they  can: 
If  doings  prove  rather  too  light — 

A  little  they  own  they  may  fail  : 
They  purpose  to  make  up  full  weight, 

By  casting  his  name  in  the  scale. 

3  Some  take  him  a  creature  to  be ; 

A  man,  or  an  angel  at  most ; 
Sure  these  have  no  feelings  like  me, 

Nor  know  themselves  wretched  and  lost 
So  guilty — so  helpless  am  I, 

I  could  not  confide  in  his  word, 
Unless  I  could  make  the  reply, 

That  Christ  is  "  My  Lord  and  my  God." 


MISCELLANEOUS.  291 

Hymn  404.     C.  M. 

Winter. 

CEE,  how  rude  winter's  icy  hand 

Has  stripp'd  the  verdant  ground  ! 
But  spring  will  soon  his  rage  withstand, 
And  spread  new  beauties  round. 

2  My  soul  a  sharper  winter  mourns ; 

And  fruitless  I  remain  ; 
When  will  the  gentle  spring  return, 
The  graces  grow  again  1 

3  Jesus,  my  glorious  Sun,  arise  ! 

This  frozen  heart  remove  : 
O,  hush  these  storms,  and  clear  my  skies, 
And  let  me  feel  thy  love  ! 

Hymn  405.     C.  M. 

Spring. 

TQLEAK  winter  is  subdu'd  at  length, 

And  fore'd  to  yield  the  day  ; 
The  sun  has  wasted  all  his  strength, 
And  driven  him  away. 

2  And  now  long  wish'd  for  spring  is  come, 

How  alter'd  is  the  scene ! 
The  trees  and  shrubs  are  drest  in  bloom, 
The  earth  array'd  in  green. 

3  Where  e'er  we  tread,  beneath  our  feet 

The  clust'ring  flowers  spring  : 
The  tuneful  birds,  in  concert  sweet, 
Invite  our  hearts  to  sing. 

4  But  ah  !  in  vain  I  strive  to  join, 

Oppress'd  with  sin  and  doubt ; 
I  feel  'tis  winter  still  within, 
Though  all  is  spring  without. 


292  MISCELLANEOUS. 

5  Oh  !  would  my  Saviour  from  on  high, 

Break  through  these  clouds  and  shine, 
No  creature  then  more  blest  than  I ; 
No  song  more  loud  than  mine. 
Hymn  406.     L.  M. 

Lightning  in  the  night. 
A    GLANCE  from  heav'n  with  sweet  effect 
Sometimes  my  pensive  spirit  cheers; 
But  ere  I  can  my  thoughts  collect, 
As  suddenly  it  disappears. 

2  So  lightning  in  the  gloom  of  night, 

Affords  a  momentary  day  ; 
Disclosing  objects  full  in  sight, 

Which  soon  as  seen,  are  snatch'd  away. 

3  The  lightning's  flash  did  not  create 

The  op'ning  prospect  it  reveafd  ! 
But  only  show'd  the  real  state 

Of  what  the  darkness  had  conceal'd. 

4  Just  so,  we  by  a  glance  discern 

The  glorious  things  within  the  veil, 
That,  when  in  darkness,  we  may  learn 
To  live  by  faith  till  light  prevail. 

6  The  Lord's  great  day  will  soon  advance, 

Dispersing  all  the  shades  of  night ; 
Then  we  no  more  shall  need  a  glance, 
But  see  by  an  eternal  light. 
Hymn  407.     II.  4. 

Providence  of  Ood  in  the  Seasons. — Ps.  lxv.  11. 
Acts  xiv.  17. 
TI 0  W  pleasing  is  the  voice 

Of  God  our  heavenly  King, 
Who  bids  the  frosts  retire, 
And  wakes  the  lovely  spring ! 


MISCELLANEOUS.  293 

Bright  suns  arise, 
The  mild  wind  blows, 
And  beauty  glows, 

Through  earth  and  skies. 

2  The  morn  with  glory  crowned, 
His  hand  arrays  in  smiles  : 
He  bids  the  eve  decline, 
Rejoicing  o'er  the  hills  : 

The  evening  breeze 
His  breath  perfumes, 
His  beauty  blooms 

In  flowers  and  trees. 

3  With  life  he  clothes  the  spring, 
The  earth  with  summer  warms: 
He  spreads  th'  autumnal  feasts, 
And  rides  on  wintry  storms  : 

His  gifts  divine 
Through  all  appear 
And  round  the  year 

His  glories  shine. 

Hymn  408.     L.  M. 

Institution  nf  the  Lord's  supper. 

'TWAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray 'd  him  to  his  foes  : 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  bless'd  and  brake ; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wondrous  words  oi*  grace  he  spake  ! 


294  MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  "  This  is  my  body  broke  for  sin  ; 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  :" 
Then  took  the  cup  and  bless'd  the  wine ; 
"  This  the  new  covenant  in  my  blocd  ;" 

4  "  Do  this,"  he  cried,  "  till  time  shall  end  ; 
Meet  at  my  table  and  record 

The  kindness  of  your  dying  friend  ; 
The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 

Hymn  409.     L.  M. 

Confirmation. 
r\  HAPPY  day  that  stays  my  choice 
On  tlioe  my  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  thy  goodness  all  abroad. 

2  O  happy  bond  !  that  seals  my  vows, 
To  him  who  merits  all  my  love ; 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 
"W  hile  to  his  sacred  throne  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done,  the  great  transaction  's  done  ; 
Deign,  gracious  Lord,  to  make  me  thine ; 
Help  me,  through  grace,  to  follow  on, 
Glad  to  confess  thy  voice  divine. 

4  Here  rest,  my  oft  divided  heart, 
Fix'd  on  thy  God,  thy  Saviour,  rest ; 
Who  with  the  world  would  grieve  to  part, 
When  calKd  on  angels'  food  to  feast  1 

6   High  heaven  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  .bond  so  dear. 


MISCELLANEOUS.  295 

Hymn  410.     L.  M. 

Intercession  for  young  Christians. 

A  UTHOR  of  faith,  we  seek  thy  face 
For  ail  who  feel  thy  work  begun  ; 
Confirm  and  strengthen  them  in  grace, 
And  lead  thy  feeblest  children  on. 

2  Their  wants  thou  knowest  and  their  names ; 

Be  mindful  of  thy  youngest  care  ; 
Be  tender  of  thy  new  born  lambs, 
And  gently  in  thy  bosom  bear. 

3  In  safety  lead  thy  little  flock 

From  hell,  the  world,  and  sin  secure, 
And  set  their  feet  upon  the  rock, 
And  make  in  thee  their  goings  sure. 

Hymn  411.     C.  M. 

Player  for  the  Young. 
TlESTOW,  dear  Lord,  upon  our  youth, 
■^  The  gift  of  saving  grace  ; 
And  let  the  seed  of  sacred  truth 
Fall  in  a  fruitful  place. 

2  Grace  is  a  plant,  where'er  it  grows, 

Of  pure  and  heavenly  root ; 

But  fairest  in  the  youngest  shows, 

And  yields  the  sweetest  fruit. 

3  Ye  careless  ones,  O  hear  betimes, 

The  voice  of  sovereign  love  ! 
Your  youth  is  stained  with  many  crimes, 
But  mercy  reigns  above. 

4  True,  you  are  young,  but  there  's  a  stone 

Within  the  youngest  breast ; 
Or  half  the  crimes  which  you  have  done 
Would  rob  you  of  your  rest. 


296  MISCELLANEOUS. 

5  For  you  the  public  prayer  is  made, 

Oh  !  join  the  public  prayer  ! 
For  you  the  secret  tear  is  shed, 
0  shed  yourselves  a  tear  ! 

6  We  pray  that  you  may  early  prove 

The  Spirit's  power  to  teach  ; 

You  cannot  be  too  young  to  love 

That  Jesus  whom  we  preach. 

Hymn  412.     S.  M. 

Prayer  for  Youth. 

fJREAT  God  !  with  heart  and  tongue, 

For  all  our  youth  we  pray  ; 
Oh  may  they  learn,  while  they  are  young, 
To  walk  in  wisdom's  way  ! 

2  Now,  in  their  early  days, 

Teach  them  thy  will  to  know  ; 
O  God,  thy  sanctifying  grace 
On  every  heart  bestow  ! 

Make  their  defenceless  youth 

The  object  of  thy  care  ; 
Cause  them  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 

And  fly  from  every  snare. 

4  Their  hearts  to  folly  prone, 

Renew  by  power  divine  ; 
Unite  them  to  thyself  alone, 
And  make  them  wholly  Thine. 

5  Lord,  let  thy  sacred  word 

Their  warmest  thoughts  employ  ; 
There  let  them  daily  find  the  road 
Which  leads  to  endless  joy. 


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MISCELLANEOUS.  297 

Hymn  413.     C.  M. 
Youthful  piety. 
VOUTH,  when  devoted  to  the  Lord, 

Is  pleasing-  in  his  eves  ; 
A  flow'r,  though  offer'd  in  the  bud, 
Is  no  vain  sacrifice. 

2  'Tis  easier  far  if  we  begin 

To  fear  the  Lord  betimes ; 
For  sinners  who  grow  old  in  sin 
Are  harden'd  in  their  crimes. 

3  It  saves  us  from  a  thousand  snares 

To  mind  religion  young ; 
Grace  will  preserve  our  following  years, 
And  make  our  virtue  strong. 

4  To  thee,  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

Our  hearts  we  now  resign  : 
'Twiil  please  us  to  look  back  and  see 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

Hymn  414.     S.  M. 

Confidence  in  God. 
VOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 

Down  from  the  willows  take; 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine, 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home, 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will,  to  the  end, 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine  ; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shah1  quench  the  love  divine. 


298  MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  When  we  in  darkness  v\  alk, 

Nor  feel  the  heavenly  flame  ; 
1  i.en  is  the  time  to  trust  our  God, 
And  rest  upon  his  name. 

5  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

Subside,  at  his  control : 
His  loving-kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

6  Blest  is  the  man,  O  God, 

That  stays  himself  on  thee  ! 
Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 

Hymn  415.     C.  M. 

The  Christian's  hope. 

YUHILE  through  this  changing  world  we 
roam, 

From  infancy  to  age, 
Heaven  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  home, 

His  rest  at  every  stage. 

2  Thither  his  raptured  thought  ascends, 

Eternal  joys  to  share  ; 
There  his  adoring  spirit  bends, 
While  here  he  kneels  in  prayer. 

3  From  earth  his  freed  affections  rise, 

To  fix  on  things  above, 
Where  all  his  hope  of  glory  lies, 
And  where  is  perfect  love. 

4  Ah !  there  may  we  our  treasure  place, 

There  let  our  hearts  be  found  ; 
That  still,  where  sin  abounded,  grace 
May  more  and  more  abound. 


MISCELLANEOVS.  299 

»  Henceforth  our  conversation  be 
With  Christ  before  the  throne  ; 
Ere  long  we  eye  to  eye  shall  see, 
And  know  as  we  are  known. 

Hymn  416.     C.  M. 

St.  John  xiv.  6. 
HPHOU  art  the  way — to  thee  alone 

From  sin  and  death  we  flee ; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  by  thee. 

Thou  art  the  truth — thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind 

And  purify  the  heart. 
Thou  art  the  life — the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conqu'ring  arm, 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 

Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 
Thou  art  the  way,  the  truth,  the  life ; 

Grant  us  that  way  to  know, 
That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to  win, 

Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 

Hymn  417.     S.  M. 

Philippians,  ii.  12,  13. 
TTEIRS  of  unending  life, 

While  yet  we  sojourn  here, 
O  let  us  our  salvation  work 

With  trembling  and  with  fear. 
God  will  support  our  hearts 

With  might  before  unknown  ; 
The  work  to  be  perform'd  is  ours, 
The  strength  is  all  his  own. 


300  MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  Tis  he  that  works  to  will. 
'Tis  he  that  works  to  do; 
His  is  the  power  by  which  we  act, 
His  be  the  glory  too ! 

Hymn  418.     S.  M. 

The  Family  Altar. 
"I  N  all  my  ways,  O  God, 

I  would  acknowledge  thee; 
And  seek  to  keep  my  heart  and  house 
From  all  pollution  free. 

2  Where'er  I  have  a  tent, 

An  altar  will  I  raise  ; 
And  thither  my  oblations  bring, 
Of  humble  prayer  and  praise. 

3  Could  I  my  wish  obtain, 

My  household,  Lord,  should  be 
Devoted  to  thyself  alone, 
A  nursery  for  thee. 

Hymn  419.     L.  M. 

Family  Religion  — Gen.  xvni.  19. 
PATHER  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless, 

Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace  ; 
From  thee  they  spring,  and  by  thy  hand 
They  have  been  and  are  still  sustained. 

2  To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  praised, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  raised  ; 

Who,  Lord  of  heaven,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  house, 
Morning  and  night,  present  its  vows ; 
Our  servants  there,  and  rising  race, 

l>t  thv  precepts,  and  thy  gracrv. 


MISCELLANEOUS.  301 

O  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honours  of  thy  glorious  name  ! 
While  pleased  and  thankful  we  remove, 
To  join  the  family  above. 

Hymn  420.     C.  M. 

Duty  of  Secret  Prayer.— Matt.  vi.  6. 

"P ATHER  of  heaven !  Thy  piercing  eye, 

Darts  through  the  blackest  night; 
In  deep  retirement  Thou  art  nigh, 

The  dark  with  Thee  is  light. 
With  every  morning's  dawning  ray, 

And  every  evening's  shade, 
May  thine  all-searching  eye  survey 

My  secret  homage  paid. 
0  let  thy  own  celestial  fire 

The  incense  still  inflame  ; 
While  my  warm  vows  to  Thee  aspire, 

In  my  Redeemer's  name. 
So  shall  the  presence  of  thy  love 

My  soul  in  secret  bless  ; 
So  shalt  Thou  deign  in  worlds  above 

Thy  suppliant  to  confess. 

Hymn  421.     L.  M. 

For  a  Charity  or  Sunday-school  Anniversary. 
X^ROM  year  to  year  in  love  we  meet, 

From  year  to  year  in  peace  we  part ; 
The  tongues  of  children  uttering  sweet 

The  bosom  joy  of  every  heart. 
But  time  rolls  on ;  and,  year  by  year, 

We  change,  grow  up,  or  pass  away : 
Not  twice  the  same  assembly  here 
Have  hailed  the  children's  festal  day 


302  MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  Death,  ere  another  year,  shall  strike 

Some  in  our  number  marked  to  fall ; 
Be  young  and  old  prepared  alike : 
The  warning  is  to  each  and  all. 

4  This  sole  occasion  then  is  ours  ! 

This  day  we  ne'er  again  shall  see ! 
Lord  God,  awaken  all  our  powers 
To  spend  it  for  eternity  ! 

5  Our  times,  our  lives,  are  in  thy  hand : 

On  Thee  for  all  things  we  rely  ; 

Assured,  while  in  thy  grace  we  stand, 

To  live  is  Christ,  and  gain  to  die. 

6  Meanwhile  our  failing  ranks  renew  : 

Send  children,  teachers,  in  our  place- 
More  humble,  docile,  faithful  true — 
More  like  thy  Son,  from  race  to  race. 

Hymn  422.     C.  M. 

Sunday -school  Jlnniversorij. 

rT,HY  throne,  O  God  !  in  righteousness 

For  ever  shall  endure  ; 
We  bow  before  it — deign  to  bless 
The  children  of  the  poor. 

2  Thy  wisdom  fix'd  our  lowly  birth, 

Yet  we  thy  goodness  share ; 
Still  make  us,  while  we  dwell  on  earth, 
The  children  of  thy  care. 

3  Strangers  to  Thee,  though  thine  by  name, 

We  heard  thy  welcome  voice, 
And,  gather'd  from  the  world,  became 
The  children  of  thy  choice. 


MISCELLANEOUS.  303 

4  Thou  art  our  Shepherd,  glorious  God ! 

Thy  little  flock  behold, 
And  guide  us  by  thy  staff  aud  rod, 
The  children  of  thy  fold. 

5  We  praise  thy  name  that  we  were  brought 

To  this  delightful  place, 
Where  we  are  watch'd,   and    warn'd,   and 
taught, 
The  children  of  thy  grace. 

6  May  all  our  friends,  thy  servants  here, 

Meet  all  our  souls  above, 
And  we  and  they  in  heaven  appear 
The  children  of  thy  love  ! 

Hymn  423.     C.  M. 

By  the  children  of  a  Sunday -school. 
Q  LORD  our  God,  thy  light  and  truth 

To  us  thy  children  send, 
That  we  may  serve  thee  in  our  youth, 
And  love  thee  to  the  end. 
2  By  nature  sinful,  weak,  and  blind, 
The  downward  path  we  trod, 
Our  wand'ring  heart  and  wayward  mind 
Were  enemies  to  God. 
'1  But   friends    and   guardians   now,    through 
grace, 
Our  heedless  steps  restrain  : 
They  teach  us,  Lord,  to  seek  thy  face, 
Which  none  shall  seek  in  vain. 
4  Hence  to  the  hills  we  lift  our  eyes, 
From  which  salvation  springs : 
0  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise, 
With  healing  in  thy  wings  ! 


304  MISCELLANEOUS. 

5  Arise — and  o'er  this  vale  of  tears, 
Shine  unto  perfect  day  : 
Still    heavenward,    through     our    following 
years, 
Pointing  thy  servants'  way  ! 

Hymn  424.     S.  Ill 

Children  numbering  their  days. 

HP  HE  pure  and  peaceful  mind. 
The  meek  and  lowly  heart, 
The  patient  will  to  thine  resign'd, 
God  of  all  power,  impart. 

2  Young  though  in  years  we  be, 

In  health  and  spirits  strong, 
What  is  the  life  of  man  to  thee 
The  longest  is  not  long. 

3  A  thousand  years,  a  day, 

Are  equal  in  thy  sight: 
Our  generations  pass  away, 
Like  watches  of  the  night. 

4  Lord,  make  us  timely  wise 

To  know  our  call  of  grace  ; 
And  with  the  moment,  as  it  files, 
Run  our  appointed  race. 

Hymn  425.     C.  M. 

Children  praising  Christ.-Ma.lt.  xxi.  15,  15. 
HP HOUGH  in  the  temple  some  are  found 

Who  bid  us  hold  our  peace  ; 
Hosanna  !  loud  our  lips  resound, 
To  Christ  the  God  of  Grace. 
2  Hosanna  !    ever  be  our  cry, 
To  David's  Son  and  Lord : 
Save  !  now  thou  art  exalted  high  ; 
Thy  gracious  help  afford. 


CLOSE  OF  SOCIAL  MEETINOS.  305 

Out  of  the  mouths  of  very  babes 

Thou  hast  ordained  praise  : 
To  sing  thy  power,  thy  grace,  and  love, 

We  now  our  voices  raise. 
Hosanna !  still  we'll  cry  aloud, 

To  Christ  enthroned  on  high ; 
May  we  at  last  surround  the  throne, 

And  Hallelujah  cry  ! 


FOR  THE   CLOSE  OF  SOCIAL 
MEETINGS. 


Hymn  425.  III.  1. 

M  parting. 

\  S  the  sun's  enliv'ning  eye 

Shines  on  ev'ry  place  the  same 
So  the  Lord  is  always  nigh 

To  the  souls  that  love  his  name. 
For  a  season  call'd  to  part, 

Let  us  then  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 

Of  our  ever  present  Friend. 
Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer, 

Tender  shepherd  of  thy  sheep  ! 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 

All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 
In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong, 

Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain  ; 
Give  U6,  if  we  live,  ere  long, 

Here  to  meet  in  p^ace  again. 
U 


306  FOR  THE  CLOSE 

Hymn  427.     C.  M. 

After  Sermon.— Matt.  xiii.  3—23. 
TV^OW,  Lord,  the  heav'nly  seed  is  sown, 

Be  it  thy  servant's  care, 
Thy  heavenly  hlessing  to  bring  down, 
By  humble,  fervent  pray'r. 

2  In  vain  we  plant  without  thine  aid, 

And  water  too  in  vain  : 
Lord  of  the  harvest,  God  of  grace, 
Send  down  thy  heavenly  rain. 

3  Then  shall  our  cheerful  hearts  and  tongues 

Begin  this  song  divine  ; 
Thou,  Lord,  hast  giv'n  the  rich  increase, 
And  be  the  glory  thine. 

Hymn  428.   II.  4. 

Praise  to  the  Saviou- 
TESUS,  accept  the  praise 

That  to  thy  Name  belongs  ! 
Matter  of  all  our  lays, 

Subject  of  all  our  songs ; 
Through  thee  we  now  together  came, 
And  part  exulting  in  thy  name. 

2  In  flesh  we  part  awhile, 

But  still  in  spirit  join'd, 
T'  embrace  the  happy  toil, 

Thou  hast  to  each  assign'd  ; 
And,  while  we  do  thy  blessed  will, 
We  bear  our  heaven  about  us  still. 

3  0  let  us  thus  go  on, 

In  all  thy  pleasant  ways, 
And,  arm'd  with  patience,  run 

With  joy  th'  appointed  race  ! 
Keep  us  and  every  seeking  soul, 
Till  aJl  attain  the  heavenly  T'mL 


OF  SOCIAL  MEETINGS.  307 

4  There  we  shall  meet  again, 
When  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 
And  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 

And  parting  are  no  more  : 
We  shall  with  all  our  brethren  rise, 
And  grasp  thee  in  the  flaming  skies. 

Hymn  429.     L.  M. 

Praise  for  the  privileges  of  the  Gospel. 

TTAPPY  the  saints  whose  lot  is  cast, 

Where  oft  is  heard  the  gospel  sound ; 
The  word  is  pleasant  to  their  taste, 
A  healing  balm  for  every  wound. 

2  With  joy  they  hasten  to  the  place, 

Where  they  their  Saviour  oft  have  met, 
And  while  they  feast  upon  his  grace, 
Their  burdens  and  their  griefs  forget. 

3  This  favour'd  lot,  my  friends,  is  ours ; 

May  we  the  privilege  improve, 
And  find  these  consecrated  hours, 
Sweet  earnests  of  the  joys  above. 

Hymn  430.     L,  M. 

Parting  Hymn. 
/^OME,  christian  brethren,  ere  we  part 

Join  every  voice  and  every  heart  ; 
One  solemn  hymn  to  God  we  raise, 
One  final  song  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Christians,  we  here  may  meet  no  more, 
But  there  is  yet  a  happier  shore ; 
And  there,  releas'd  from  toil  and  pain, 
Dear  brethren  we  shall  meet  again. 


308  FOR  THE  CLOSE 

Hymn  4:31.     L.  M. 

Prayer  at  parting. 

PJISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord, 

Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 
All  that  has  been  amiss,  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good  ; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood  ; 
Give  every  fetter'd  soul  release, 

And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

Hymn  432.     C.  M. 

Jjfter  sermon. 

JgALVATION  !  O  the  joyful  sound  ! 

What  pleasure  to  our  ears  ! 
A  sov'reign  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

"2  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound  ! 

3  Salvation  :  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb ! 

To  thee  the  praise  belongs ; 

Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 

And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 

Hymn  433.     CM. 

Praise  to  the  Lamb.—?SK\m  cxv.  L 
TV'OT  unto  us,  but  thee  alone, 
Blest  Lamb,  be  glory  giv'n 
Here  shall  thy  praises  be  begun, 
And  carried  on  in  heav'n. 


OF  SOCIAL  MEETINGS. 

2  'Till  we  the  veil  of  flesh  lay  down, 
Accept  our  weaker  lays  ; 
And  when  we  reach  thy  blissful  throne, 
We'll  give  thee  nobler  praise. 

Hymn  434.    ITT.  2. 

The  Close  of  a  Meeting  for  Prayer, 

TF  'tis  sweet  to  mingle  where 

Christians  meet  for  social  prayer  ; 
If  'tis  sweet  with  them  to  raise 
Songs  of  holy  joy  and  praise, — 
Passing  sweet  that  state  must  be 
Where  they  meet  eternally. 

2  Saviour,  may  these  meetings  prove, 
Preparations  for  above; 

While  we  worship  in  this  place, 
May  we  go  from  grace  to  grace  ; 
Till  we,  each  in  his  degree, 
Fit  for  endless  glory  be. 

3  BnE.4r>  of  heaven  !   on  thee  I  feed, 
For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed  : 
Ever  may  my  soul  be  fed 

With  this  true  and  living  bread  ; 
Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied 
Through  the  life  of  him  who  died. 

4  Vine  of  heaven  !  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice. 

'Tis  thy  wounds  my  healing  give : 
To  thy  cross  I  look  and  live. 
Thou  my  life !  O  let  me  be 
Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  Thee. 


309 


"L 


310  FOR  THE  CLOSE  OF 

Hymn  435.     L  M. 

After  Sermon. 

I"  ORD  !  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  Name, 

In  which  we  here  together  came  ; 
Grant  us  our  few  remaining  days 
To  work  thy  will  and  spread  thy  praise. 

2  Teach  us  in  life  and  death  to  bless 

Thee,  Lord  !  our  strength  and  righteousness  ; 
And  grant  us  all  to  meet  above, 
Where  we  shall  better  sing  thy  love  ! 

Hymn  436.     IIT.  3. 

After  Sermon. — 2  Cor.  xiii.  14. 

TVI A  V  the  grace  of  Ohrist  our  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  holy  Spirit's  favour, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above  ! 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord  ; 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

Hymn  437.     S.  M. 

On  leaving-  the  House  of  Ood. 

THY  word,  Almighty  Lord, 

Where'er  it  enters  in, 
Is  sharper  than  a  two-edged  sword 
To  slay  the  man  of  sin. 

2  Thy  word  is  popper  and  life ; 
It  bids  confusion  cease, 
And  changes  envy,  hatred,  strife, 
To  love,  and  jov.  and  peace. 


SOCIAL  MEETINGS.  31) 

3  Then  let  our  hearts  obey 

The  gospel's  glorious  sound, 
And  all  its  fruits,  from  day  to-day 
Be  in  us  and  abound. 

Hymn  433.    III.  4. 

Parting  Hymn. 
I*  ORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing ; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace ; 
Let  us  each  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace. 

O  refresh  us, 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 
2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration, 
For  the^ gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation, 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  ; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

Hymn  439.    II.  4. 

Prayer  for  a  Blessing. — Rev.  xxii.  20. 

'T'O  thee,  our  wants  are  known, 

From  thee  are  all  our  pow'rs  ; 
Accept  what  is  thine  own, 

And  pardon  what  is  ours : 
Our  praises,  Lord,  and  pray'rs  receive, 
And  to  thy  word  a  blessing  give. 
2  [0  grant  that  each  of  us, 

Now  met  before  thee  here, 
May  meet  together  thus, 

When  thou  and  thine  appear  ! 
And  follow  thee  to  heav'n  our  home ; 
E'en  so,  Amen,  Lord  Jesus,  come  !] 


312  DOXOIXXJIES. 

BOXOLOGIES. 


Common  Metre. 
rp0  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 

Long  Metre. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  earth  and  heav'n  adore. 

Be  glory,  as  it  was  of  olc 
Is  now,  and  shall  be  evermore. 

Short  Metre. 
To  God  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit  glory  be  ; 
As  'twas,  and  is,  and  shall  be  so, 

To  all  eternity. 

in.  1. 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love  : 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heav'nly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

II.  2. 

To  Father,  Son,  ana  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  heaven's  triumphant  host, 

And  suff 'ring  saints  on  earth  adore ; 
Be  glory  as  in  ages  past, 
And  now  it  is,  and  so  shall  last, 

When  time  itself  shall  be  no  more. 


DOXOLOGIES.  313 

II.  4. 

Give  to  the  Father  praise, 
Give  glory  to  the  Son ; 
And  to  the  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  equal  honours  done  : 
Our  mercies  thee  their  author  claim, 
And  honour  to  th'  eternal  name. 

II.  1. 

Ye  saints  of  God,  your  voices  raise, 
And  sing  th'  eternal  Father's  praise, 

And  glorify  the  Son  : 
Give  gLory  to  the  Holy  Ghost, 
And  join  with  all  th'  angelic  host, 

To  bless  the  great  Three-One. 

III.  3. 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Father, 

Glory  to  the  eternal  Son  ; 
Sound  aloud  the  Spirit's  praises, 

With  the  elders  round  the  throne. 

II.  4. 

To  God  the  Father's  throne 
Perpetual  honours  raise, 
Glory  to  God  the  Son  ; 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise 
With  all  our  powers, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  sing, 
While  faith  adores. 


TABLE 

Of  Peculiar  Metres,  with  reference  to  a  suitable 
Tune  in  "  The  Baltimore  Collection  of  Church 
Music." 


Hymn. 

No. 

Hvmn 

No.  Hymn 

No. 

Hvmn 

No. 

Hvmn 

No. 

3 

167 

125 

167  212 

171  303 

141 

354 

137 

5 

137 

126 

162  220 

159  305 

169 

355 

.50 

9 

171 

130 

191  222 

151  306 

157 

356 

205 

11 

152 

131 

191  226 

173  307 

219 

360 

138 

13 

146 

136 

118  231 

137  308 

171 

361 

163 

27 

144 

138 

151  234 

151  309 

229  362 

205 

33 

144 

139 

194  236 

137  311 

141 

363 

151 

35 

185 

153 

143  240 

189  312 

195 

365 

176 

39 

141 

154 

118  247 

138  313 

160 

367 

214 

43 

141 

160 

129  257 

199  316 

216 

368 

159 

54 

159 

165 

183  261 

183  323 

141 

369 

214 

66 

194 

166 

117  262 

184  325 

211 

371 

229 

68 

173 

168 

141  265 

181  326 

195 

376 

293 

77 

176 

169 

2il  267 

2-23  329 

141 

377 

293 

83 

189 

172 

183  28 

150  332 

117 

381 

151 

95 

143 

178 

214  270 

137i333 

179 

402 

159 

96 

151 

179 

207  281 

201  335 

170 

403 

201 

102 

194 

180 

119  286 

176  336 

183 

407 

142 

110 

176 

183 

200  292 

120  341 

183 

426 

156 

115 

118 

184 

172  294 

138 

342 

141 

428 

141 

117 

184 

185 

209  295 

118 

345 

171 

434 

167 

119 

141 

196 

L51  .  , 

171 

347 

195 

436 

171 

122 

121 

204 

161 i 300 

179 

348 

159 

438 

183 

123 

151 

205 

183,301 

141 

352 

176 

439 

141 

124 

162 

209 

1631 

314 


A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


Accept,  O  Lord,  our 
Almighty  God !  Eternal 
Awake,  sweet  harp  of 
Amazing  grace!   unv 
Alas!  au.l  did  my  Sav. 
Awake,  my  tongue, 
And  are  we  wretches 
And  canst  thou,  sinner 
As  the  serpent,  rais'd 
And  will  the  Lord  thus 
Approach,  my  soul,  the 
Ah  wretched,  vile,  un. 
All  hail,  the  great  Im. 
Awake,  and  sing  the 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  tne 
Awake  our  souls,  away 
A  charge  to  keep  I 
As  when  a  weary  trav. 
And  will  the  Judge  des. 
Arise,  my  soul!  with 
Awake,  awake,  arise 
Arise,  great  God,  and 
Arm  of  iheLord,  awak. 
Awak'd  by  Sinai's  awf. 
An  alien  from  God  and 
At  anchor  laid,  remote 
A  glance  from  heav'n 
Author  of  faith,  we 
As  the  sun's  enliv'ning 

Behold  the  throne  of 
Beloved  Saviour,  faith. 
Blest  are  the  souls  thaj. 
Blest  be  the  name  of  /.. 
Blest  be  the  Father  for 
Biow  ye  the  trumpet 
Beside  the  gospel  pool 
Behold  a  sinner,  deare. 


By  Faith  we  are  come  128 
Beset  with  snares  on  135 
Be  it  my  only  wisdom  I08 
Behold  the  gloomy  vale  ld3 
Before  the  great  Jehov.  188 
Blest  inhabitants  of  Z.  204 
Brightest  and  best  of  224 
Behold,  high  in  the  mid.  236 
Beiiold  th'  expected  tim.  245 
Broad  is  the  road  that  2=3 
Bleak  winter  is  subdu'd  2;il 
liestuw,  dear  Lord  upon  2J5 


Can  aught  beneath  a 
Come,  Holy  Spirit  come 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  hea. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our 
Come,  sacred  Spirit 
Come,  weary  souls 
Come,  sinners,  to  the 
Come  humbled  sinner 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor 
Come,  ye  weary  sinn. 
Can  such  a  wretch  for 
Come,  ye  that  love  the 
Come,  every  pious  hea. 
Come,  let  us  join  our 
Come,  gracious  Lord 
Come,  thou  long  expec. 
Come,  let  us  anew 
Come,  Lord,  and  bless 
Captain  of  thine  enlist. 
Christians,  the  glorious 
Come  and  see  what  G. 
Come,  ye  weary  souls 
Come,  sacred  Spirit 
Come,  christian  breth. 
313 


85 
8(5 
93 
99 
116 
120 
126 
207 
218 
227 
227 
231 
239 
239 
261 
273 
307 


116 


A  TABLE  OP 


Dear  Shepherd  of  thy 
Drooping  soul,  shake 
Destruction's  danger. 
Dear  Lord,  my  best  des. 
Day  of  judgment!  day 
Daughter  of  Ziou,  from 
Dismiss  us  with  thy  bl. 
Did  Christ  o'er  sinners 
Death  cannot  make  my 

Eternal  power!  whose 
Eternal  Spirit!  we  con. 
Eternal  beam  of  light 
Eternal  God !  we  look 

Father,  behold  with  gr. 
Far  from  my  thoughts 
Father  of  mercies!  in 
Father  of  mercies  bow 
Father,  how  wide  thy 
Father  of  our  dying  L. 
From  the  cross  uplifted 
Father  of  Jesus  Christ 
Father,  I  stretch  my 
For  mercies  countless 
Father,  whate'er  of 
Father  Divine,  thy  pier. 
Frequent  the  day  of  Go. 
From  the  regions  of 
From  all  that  dwell  bel. 
From  Greenland's  icy 
Father,  I  long,  I  faint 
Father  of  all !  we  bow 
Far  from  the  world,  O 
Father    fall,  thy  care 
Father  of  heaven  !  Thy 
From  year  to  year  ia 

Great  God,  we  to  thy 
God  of  almighty  love 
God,  in  the  gospel  of 
Grace!  'tis  a  charming 
Great  Spirit  of  iminor. 
Guilty  and  vile,  before 
Great  God!  to  thee  I 
Guide  ine  Q  thou  great 


Great  God!  on  what  a 
God  with  one  piercing 
Great  God,  what  do  I 
Glory  to  thee,  who  safe 
Glory  to  thee,  my  God 
Great  God!  this  sacred 
Great  High  Priest,  we 
Great  God  we  sing  thy 
Great  God,  the  nations 
Go  forth,  and  plant  the 
Great  Lord  of  all  thy 
God  of  my  life,  to  thee 
God  gives  his  mercies 
Great  God  !  with  heart 

How  charming  is  the 
How  precious  is  the  bo. 
He  lives,  the  great  Re. 
Holy  Ghost,  disperse 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be 
Ho !  every  one  that 
Ho!  all  ye  trembling 
How  sad  our  state  by 
ileal  us,  I'umanuel 
How  oft,  alas!  this  wr. 
How  long,  thou  faith. 
How  rirm  a  foundation 
How  sweet  the  name 
Honour  and  happiness 
How  vain  are  all  things 
Happiness,  thou  lovely 
Hark,  my  soul!  it  is  the 
Happy  the  heart,  where 
Hail,  everlasting  Prin. 
llt.vv  sweet,  how  heav. 
Had  I  a  throne  above 
How  blest  is  he,  whom 
Hark !  from  the  tombs  a 
How  blest  the  righteo. 
He  comes !  he  comes 
How  great,  bow  terribl. 
Happy  the  chinch,  thou 
He  dies!  the  Friend  of 
Hark '.  the  herald  angels 
Hither,  ye  faithful,  has. 
Hark !  what  uu  an  those 


178 
185 
192 

im 

199 
208 
211 
2-23 
2H5 
240 
252 
279 
2s2 
206 

23 

23 
47 
58 
72 
83 
84 
95 
106 
108 
108 
121 
124 
134 
139 
159 
161 
163 
165 
166 
170 
170 
181 
184 
186 
189 
202 
212 
219 
220 
220 


FIRST  LINES. 


317 


Ilark  the  glad  sound 
Hark!  hark!  the  notes 
How  wondrous  and 
Hail  to  the  Lord's  anoi. 
Hark !  what  mean  those 
Hark!  the  song  of  Jubi. 
How  much  the  drooping 
Hearts  of  stone,  relent 
How  happy  are  they 
How  blest  the  sacred 
How  happy  are  the  soul 
How  pleasing  is  the  vo. 
Heirs  of  unending  life 
Happy  the  saints  who. 

In  thy  great  name,  O 
In  loud  exalted  strains 
Infinite  grace  !  and  can 
In  Christ  I've  all  my 
Infinite  excellence  is 
I  saw,  beyond  the  tomb 
I  own  my  guilt,  my 
I'll  praise  my  maker 
I  send  the  joys  of  earth 
I  thirst,  but  not  as  once 
I  was  a  grov'ling  creat. 
In  vain  our  fancy  striv. 
Inspirer  and  hearer  of 
Indulgent  Father,  by 
I  love  thy  kingdom 
In  songs  of  sublime 
I'm  not  ashamed  to 
Inquire,  ye  pilgrims 
In  all  my  ways,  O  God 
if  'tis  sweet  to  mingle 


Jesus, 
Jesus, 
Jesus, 
Jesus 
Jesus, 
Joy  is 
Jesus, 
Jesus, 
Jesus, 
Jesus, 


where'er  thy  pe. 
thy  lovely  self 
we  look  to  thee 
hath  died  that  I 
I  love  thy  charm, 
a  fruit  that  will 
and  shall  it  ever 
my  strength, 
our  soul's  delig. 
lover  of  my  soul  u< 


Jesus,  my  all  to  heav'n  156 
Jesus  shall  reign  where.  247 
Je^is  stands,  oh,  how  255 
Jehovah  is  our  sheph.  278 
Jesus,  accept  the  praise  3u6 

Kindred  in  Christ,  for       15 


Lord,  behold  thy  people 
Lord,  in  thy  presence 
Lord,  we  come  before 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to 
Long  have  we  sat  ben. 
Light  of  those  whose 
Lord  God,  the  Holy  G. 
Life  is  the  time  to  serve 
Let  us  alore  the  grace 
Let  the  world  their  vir. 
Lord,  at  thy  feet  in 
Lord!  thou  know  st  my 
Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  pros. 
Lord,  with  glowing  he. 
Let  worldly  minds  the 
Let  thoughtless  thous. 
Love  divine,  all  loves 
Let  party  names  no 
Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck 
Lo!  he  comes  with  clo. 
Lord  of  the  harvest 
Like  Noah's  weary 
Look  up.  my  soul,  with 
Look  down,  O  God 
Lijiht  of  them  that  sit 
Let  songs  of  praises  fiil 
Lord,  in  the  temples 
Light  of  life,  seraphic 
Lord !  now  we  part  i  n 
Lord,  dismiss  us  with 


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13 
19 
33 

53 

Gl 

73 

87 

97 

98 

101 

103 

131 

138 

151 

1134 

166 

177 

187 

204 

205 

231 

241 

244 

257 

273 

289 

310 

311 


Mark  the  soft-falling  27 
May  the  power  that  br.  29 
My  song  shall  bless  the  44 
My  former  hopes  are  95 
My  God,  permit  me  not  114 
My  Saviour,  hanging  211 
Jlv  soul  would  fain        270 


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A  TABLE  OF 


My  God,  how  perfect  149 
My  Jesus  thou  hast        1  ,2 

My  God,  ray  Father  17o 
My  God,  how  endless  is  Ijg 
'Mid  scenes  of  confu.  271 
May  the  grace  of  Christ  310 


Now  may  the  God  of 
Now  let  us  raise  our 
Not  all  the  blood  of  be. 
Now  to  the  Lamb,  that 
Now  is  the  time,  th'  ac. 
Now  is  th'  accepted 
Now  begin  the  heaven. 
Nothing  on  earth  I  call 
Now  let  our  souls,  on 
Now,  gracious  Lord 
Now,  Lord,  the  heav'n. 
Not  unto  us,  but  thee 

O  thou,  who  once  in 
O  that  I  could  repent 
O  thou  meek  and  gen. 
O  Lord,  my  God,  in 
O  thou,  whose  tender 
O  that  my  load  of  sin 
O  for  a  glance  of  heav. 
O  thou  God  of  my  sal. 
O  my  soul,  what  means 
O  gracious  God,  in 
Our  heavenly  Father's 
Ot"  all  the  gifts  thine 
Oft  as  the  leper's  case  I 
O  where  is  now  that 
Oh,  could  I  find  from 
O  for  a  closer  walk 
O  thou  from  whom  all 
O  for  a  heart  to  praise 
O  God,  my  Sun,  thy 
O  where  shall  rest  be 
O  Lord,  another  day  is 
Oh  holy,  holy,  holy  Lo. 
On  Zion,  his  most  holy 
O  Spirit  of  the  living 
O  Sun  of  Righteousnes. 
Oh,  how  divine,  how 


O  fly,  mourning  sinner  255 
O  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye  200 
0'ir  souls,  by  love,  to.  2u9 
Our  souls  shall  magni.  277 
O  thou,  before  whose  278 
One  glance  of  thine  285 
O  happy  dav  that  stays  294 
O  Lord  ourGod,  thy       303 

Pray'r  was  appointed  16 
Praise  to  the  Lord  on  34 
Plung'd  in  a  gulf  of  48 
Praise  to  thy  name  64 

Peace,  troubled  soul  90 

People  of  the  living  God  205 

Raise,  thoughtless  sin.  67 
Rock  of  ages !  cleft  for  151 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  stre.  173 
Rejoice,  for  Christ  the    230 


Saints,  with  pious  zeal 
Salvation !  O  inelodio. 
Stretch'd  on  the  cross 
Sovereign  grace  has  po. 
Say,  sinner,  hath  a 
Stop,  poor  sinners,  stop 
See  in  the  vineyard  of 
Sinner,  O  why  so  thou 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will 
Saviour,  Prince,  enthr. 
Stay,  thou  insulted  Spi. 
Saviour,  source  of  ever. 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives 
Submissive  to  thy  will 
Stoop  down,  my  thoug. 
See  the  eternal  Judge 
Seek,  my  soul,  the  nar. 
Saviour!  when  night 
See  how  the  morning 
Say,  who  is  she  that 
Sov'reign  of  worlds  ab. 
Saviour,  visit  thy  plan. 
Sinner,  hath  a  voice 
Sinners,  hear  your  God 
Sing  to  the  Lord  Jeho. 


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45 

70 

75 

75 

7G 

77 

91 

90 

114 

153 

167 

174 

182 

ltd 

193 

195 

197 

203 

237 

251 

2!52 


FIRST  LINFS. 


319 


See,  how  rude  winter's  291 
Salvation!  O  the  joyful  308 


Thy  presence  gracious 
Tlie  Spirit  breathes 
The  mighty  frame  of 
To  our  Redeemer's  glo. 
There  is  a  fountain 
The  God  who  once  to 
The  Saviour!  O,  what 
The  Saviour,  what  a 
The  Lord  proclaims  his 
The  blessed  Spirit,  like 
The  time  is  short!  the 
The  voice,  that  bids  us 
The  Saviour  calls— let 
The  Lord  will  happin. 
The  Lord  of  life,  the  S. 
Though  I  have  griev'd 
This  God  is  the  God 
Though  troubles  assail 
Thou  hidden  source  of 
Thou  only  Sovereign  of 
To  Jesus,  the  crown  of 
'Tis  a  point  I  long  to 
To  keep  the  lamp  alive 
The  saints  should  nev. 
To  Christ,  the  Lord,  let 
Through  this  wide  wil. 
'Tis  finish'*!  the  con fl. 
The  day  is  past  and 
'"Tis  ftnish'd,"  the  Re. 
'Tis  done,  th'  atoning 
The  great  Redeemer  ro. 
To  us  a  child  is  born 
Though  now  the  natio. 
Thy  people,  Lord,  who 
The  Lord  into  his  gard. 
Today,  if  ye  will  hear 
The  voice  of  free  grace 
Thou  who  for  sinners 
'Tis  religion  that  can 
'Twas  on  that  dark 
Thou  art  the  way— to 
Thy  throne,  O  God!  in 
The  pure  and  peaceful 


Though  in  the  temple  304 
Thy  word,  Almighty  310 
To  thee,  our  wants  are  311 

Uncertain  how  the  way  154 
Uprising  from  the  dark  213 

Vain,  delusive  world  51 
Vital  spark  of  heav'nly  180 

When  sinners  utterbo.  9 
Where  two  or  three  to.  10 
What  various  hindran.  13 
When  Hannah,  press'il  14 
Where  two  or  three  wi.  17 
What  shall  the  dying  30 
When  Israel's  tribes  39 
With  joy  we  meditate  49 
Why  should  the  childr.  61 
When  frowning  death  71 
What  is  the  thing  of  73 
Why,  mourning  soul,  88 
Would  Jesus  have  the  111 
When  his  lost  sheep  113 
What  shall  I  do  my  G.  1J? 
While  here  on  earth  118 
What  am  I,  O  thou  119 
What  sinners  value  I  123 
With  all  my  pow'rs  of  125 
When  I  can  read  my  130 
What  thousands  never  139 
When  sins  and  tears  144 
While  carnal  men,  with  152 
When,  my  Saviour  1C>9 

Why  should  we  start  1~8 
When  blooming  youth  lfc.> 
Welcome, sweet  day  of  206 
When  I  survey  the  wo.  209 
Who  is  this  that  comes  214 
We  ffive  immortal  pra.  216 
While  shepherds  watc.  217 
While  with  ceaseless  225 
Who,  but  thou,  almigh.  241 
With  songs  of  grateful  244 
When  Jesus  dwelt  in  246 
While  the  heralds  of      247 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


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When  darkness  long 
Why  sinks  my  weak  2e] 
When  marshaU'd  on  284 
When  languor  and  dis.  28l> 
What  does  the  worldl.  288 
When  from  the  precep  280 
What  think  ye  of  C.  200 
While  through  this  cha.  208 


2H)1  Ye  dying  sons  of  men 
Ye  humble  souls,  appr. 
Ye  wretched,  hungry 
Ye  hearts,  with  youth. 
Ye  servants  of  God 
Ye  glitt'ring  toys  of 
Youth,  when  devoted 


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140 

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Your  harps,  ye  trembl.  297 


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